Huh, yeah--glad she was thinking about that because he hadn't been. A determined push and the door opened, and then Trunks was close to her again. At her back, closer than before and easily ready to guard her as much as she guarded them.

Dimmer again, without light-sabers or ki, and he was breathing. Then hesitantly, because they're both injured, he put his hand on her shoulder. Squeezing gently, understanding, agreeing--and then he's stepping beside her and aiming a few good ki blasts at the bottom of the spike-pit.