"Good genes, and a need to learn." Said quietly, but Trunks has a secure grip around her waist, his other hand secure against her wrist at his shoulder. "I had to, and have to. I'm the last one who can fight back against them." Maybe a bit grim, a bit more of his past there.

Despite the speed, they had a pretty good view of the terrain. Not long at all before a large mountain in what seemed to be the center was seen, the rivers forking around it along with low valleys. Seemed as good a place as any to touch down.

Still quiet so far, but how long would that last?