It had become something of an unspoken agreement; they walked together. He and Ahsoka had learned enough, worked enough with each other, over the week, for him to trust her at his back. Hopefully the reverse was true. But whenever they seemed to do be doing something like this, or venturing to a new place, they walked together.

The view stretching out before him however, reminded Trunks of home. Both the home he knew, and the home he'd visited in the past and where he'd taken out Frieza, his dad, and his forces. Where he'd met Goku, and his father, and the others.

If they were expecting a fight, then this would be a good place for it. Looking over to the Master, head tilted and eyebrow raised in question.