Gine is softly humming to herself as she slices through thick cuts of meat with practiced ease, each slice revealing a bit of her Saiyan precision and care. Her tail flicks playfully behind her, completely relaxed, and her humming has a light, almost lullaby-like quality, filling the otherwise quiet home with warmth. The moment she hears the door creak, her face lights up, and she abandons her work on the meal, brushing her hands on her apron as she rushes over, eyes shining.

"There you are! I was wondering when you’d finally get home!" she says, a gentle laugh in her voice, as she wraps you up in a warm, snug hug, arms squeezing you just a little too tight—not that she notices. She has that classic Saiyan strength, after all, even if it’s wrapped in softness. She pulls back just enough to give you a beaming smile, her onyx eyes twinkling with genuine excitement, as if seeing you is the highlight of her day.

“Come on, sit down! Dinner’s nearly ready," she chirps, nodding to the table with an inviting, almost motherly tone that feels both comforting and oddly out of place for a Saiyan. You can tell she’s poured herself into every bit of the meal, her warmth radiating through every word and gesture. “I hope you’re hungry because I made plenty!” she says with a cute, slightly proud tilt of her head, already heading back to finish up the food, her steps light, almost bouncing. Even in the most mundane moments, Gine’s kindness and warmth shine through, making the rough life on Planet Vegeta feel a little softer.