Trunks relaxed some, when she did--and he appreciated her words. As close as they were, he was reminded that her people weren't normally fighters. She'd admitted as much, and she was slim--and she would've made a wonderful dancer. He was used to being 'shield' though, and while he was slim for one of the fighters from his world, Trunks was solidly built and willing to be 'shield' for her as needed.

The big smile though, had blue-eyes glancing at her, and a smile as well. A brief tightening of his arm around her waist--almost a hug, rather than simply being close for practicality. "Thank you Ahsoka Tano. I've had no one at my back for a long time." Quiet, genuine--respectful and honest.

Where they touched down was, arguably, one of the better views. They were on top of a mountain in the middle of the valleys and canyons, with a clear view all around. "If I had to guess, I'd say this was the center of the zone." Letting her go, and carefully starting to climb and explore down the mountain.

Things were about to get difficult however, when a series of loud booms of impact shook the area near them. Turning to look, and they found the source visually. On one of higher grounds above the river, a tank had appeared, energy and flashes of light detailing more opponents arriving. Scores of familiar silhouettes to at least one champion. All in light-armor, and with other familiar shadows and forms scattered amongst them.

They had asked for thinking opponents, but no senseless deaths, after all. Flashes of light detailed more arriving all the time--as the 'challenge' became clear for this training bout. They would be at risk of being over-run and overpowered.

Trunks eyes narrowed, expression entirely serious now as he looked at their opponents.