"I mean, you know I'm not going to disagree with getting our own cabin, Vegeta." A little time alone with her husband would never, ever go astray so far as Bulma is concerned. They may not be a particularly cuddly or clingy couple, but Bulma certainly enjoyed their quiet moments when they could steal them, and she knew that Vegeta didn't either or he wouldn't participate.

She does, at least, reach out to gently stroke a hair back behind his ear, as if his hair ever fell out of place, trying to soothe.

"You'll be okay with Bulla, honey. You'll figure it out."