She gets it. Trunks had sensed that before, that kindred spirit in her. He was sure even if they weren't dating, they'd be good friends, because she understood. Sometimes before he did, and hopefully he could be good for her too. Certainly she'd always have his help and back-up, whether she needed it or wanted it or not.

A few more minutes, and then he's pressing a kiss by her ear and a soft "Thank you." Then pulling back and holding her hand, while getting to his feet. Soon back to work, as there are definitely still shadows in blue-eyes. But he feels a little better. "I'll come find you later, I promise. If you need me sooner, grab me."