"You didn't get him killed. Trunks ๐’„๐’‰๐’๐’”๐’† to take the hit for you. I'm sure Vegata would understand that."

She. . . wasn't the best with words. But she was trying her hardest.

She gave his shoulder a gentle squeeze.

"Ya know what, how about we train? Just you and me. That way, we can both --
โ€œ that and even if he wasnโ€™t mad at me . . . i couldnโ€™t face the father of the man i got killed. โ€œ

his head hung low, as he began shaking a bit, softly sobbing.

โ€œ . . . if only i was . . . stronger. โ€œ

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