“Watch it.” Bulma gives Vegeta a point that would be threatening to anyone other than the Prince of all Saiyans, watching him over the rim of her coffee cup. Regardless, though, she doesn’t disagree much.

“I don’t know if I’d go by that last stop across the board. Even in Verens it was long periods of peace and then things that made your skin crawl ...” and she is very much not prepared for anything beyond that, as weak as she is compared to her family and all.

“And you shouldn’t fuss about her.” She sees you, Vegeta. Even low key fussing over their daughter and dating is fussing. “She’s our daughter and that means she’ll get what she wants regardless of what we say or other people say.”

For better or for worse. But Bulma knows the culmination of their genes at this point.