"Vegeta?" Bulma's voice is nearby, if louder than usual... but the flush on her cheeks and the glass in her hand is any clue, she's had quite a bit of baijiu and has no intention of stopping soon. She's been in an odd mood since they stopped here, and all the different things about remembering their friends and family...
Let's just say it's hit her a little harder than usual that she hasn't held their baby daughter in well over a year at this point, and guilt, among other things, has made her settle on forgetting about it via copious alcohol. At some point, she realizes she's misplaced her husband and sets about finding him in the group that's gathered. Thankfully it's not hard, with the tall hair and very familiar blue guy right alongside him.
For now Yondu is safe, as she's tugging at Vegeta with a dubious frown settled across her face. "I turn around and you're just gone? Rude."
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"Vegeta?" Bulma's voice is nearby, if louder than usual... but the flush on her cheeks and the glass in her hand is any clue, she's had quite a bit of baijiu and has no intention of stopping soon. She's been in an odd mood since they stopped here, and all the different things about remembering their friends and family...
Let's just say it's hit her a little harder than usual that she hasn't held their baby daughter in well over a year at this point, and guilt, among other things, has made her settle on forgetting about it via copious alcohol. At some point, she realizes she's misplaced her husband and sets about finding him in the group that's gathered. Thankfully it's not hard, with the tall hair and very familiar blue guy right alongside him.
For now Yondu is safe, as she's tugging at Vegeta with a dubious frown settled across her face. "I turn around and you're just gone? Rude."