Bulma's smile is deceptively innocent. "But if you're an explorer, then you're curious. And here we are, talking about something you know nothing about." A sip of her own, at peace, before there's a conspiratorial glance at her son. "But you heard him Trunks. So, once we're sure he's safe from being detected by Android 16, we'll resupply him what we can from Capsule Corps and then wave goodbye."

Trunks is nodding, picking up on her trick. "Besides, we might not come back even if he were to ask either of us to travel with him." Then any going along though, is dropped, the solemn expression back as he looks down. "Besides, I'd want to make sure this place is safe. At least safe enough. Especially if we couldn't come back."

Bulma shook her head. "You're underestimating me again. We'd find a way back." Reaching out and brushing a bang from his face, fondly. "I'd find a way." And Trunks didn't doubt his mother at all.