A small smile, hands still in his pockets as he walked with her. Trunks wouldn't object to exploring the ship more too, but they had noticed places to sit on the lower-deck. So long as they took it slow, it'd be alright.
Waiting outside her room, arms crossed and leaning against the wall with his legs crossed, while she cleaned up. No one could say he didn't take his responsibilities seriously. Quieter now, although he responded if spoken to. Once she was cleaner, they headed off again towards the lower deck as he pointed out the helm area that he'd found earlier. It also was the control center of the ship, apparently--and he was guessing if they went lower they'd find the engines as well as that loading dock.
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Date: 2017-01-30 04:10 am (UTC)Waiting outside her room, arms crossed and leaning against the wall with his legs crossed, while she cleaned up. No one could say he didn't take his responsibilities seriously. Quieter now, although he responded if spoken to. Once she was cleaner, they headed off again towards the lower deck as he pointed out the helm area that he'd found earlier. It also was the control center of the ship, apparently--and he was guessing if they went lower they'd find the engines as well as that loading dock.