"Whatever you decide, I'm with ya'! Can't really see myself fighting some weird time-space war-thing without a hand to hold," Blaze said, blushing and laughing a little before correcting herself, "You get what I mean by that, like a pal, not.. the other thing. 'Cuz that would be strange. Like, how many 'guy meets girl' manga with crazy powers in 'em do you have to read to see where this [I]should[/I] go?" she shrugged, rambling on about cliché couplings for the moment.

After they passed through yet another gate, the two would suddenly find themselves walking a pathway of stone slabs, in a dome rather than an open-skied island. It was a beautiful, very Earth-styled garden. There was a little cottage off on the right of the pathway, and what looked like some kind of fortified shrine or temple straight ahead. That was where Trunks was already ascending the stairs, a large bird was flying around him.

"Not that it would work anyway, you're way older than me, and I'm into shorter guys, maybe a bit thinner even if you do look all muscle to me. But I guess that's one reason the dragon chose us! I shoot 'em, you slap 'em! You know, that sounds kinda cliché too! Why can't the smaller one kick ass, and the bigger one shoot laser beams from their hands for once? I-I mean in stories, not here, of course I can't suddenly hit fifty times harder than I can now~... And that sucks. I feel like less of a skilled martial artist now."

Blaze finally took a deep sigh, and realised the change in scenery.

"...Wonder who his boss is. God?"