Well, she'd stepped closer, and even without trying Trunks could feel a 'pressure' of sorts. A tension of some kind, in the air--and he wasn't sure he liked it. Why did this have to happen now?

There's a sigh, and he raked a hand through his bangs before resting it against his neck again. "SO...I know we get close during sparring. It needs to be that kind of close. Not unless you want me to blast you, and I really don't wanna do that."

Focus on getting them dry--focus. You can do that Trunks. Never mind he'd have a very cute and attractive girl he liked held close--it was just practical. Drying them both off.