Welp--that answered that question, and her second fall was at least more controlled. Moving his arms, coming out of the leaning position to gently grasp, then slide one arm under her own and against her back, while the other went under her legs. Helping control that fall, almost like he'd carry her, when she fell back.

"Guess not." Accompanied with a small amused sound, and a head-shake. "I pity any obstacles in your way. You just don't give up." But Trunks didn't sound like he minded.