Trunks said nothing, and fell to the ground writhing in pain.

Rikyu made a pondering hum after Izaroth was done speaking (and kicking his colleague where it hurts!). "As hard as it is to believe, that sounds like a noble enough cause. 'Time Patrol'. You're protecting.. time itself. Or perhaps just history," she mulled it over. For about a second, before casting her eyes over Trunks. "Listen. Blaze isn't to be treated as some random Frieza grunt - if I hear anything like mistreatment going on, I'll find your apparent city and show you how Saiyans deal with scum."

The black-haired, black-eyed woman then turned her gaze to Izaroth, "If you're her partner, I don't need to tell you how important she is to us, and what I'd do should she not be able to return home. You understand..." she told him.

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In the dining room, the girl, her brother and father could be heard laughing together. This broke Rikyu's cold demeanour for a moment as she glanced back at the door, smiling like a mother should, before she realised and snapped back into the moment.