[And there it was. The reason why she didn’t push.]
[...well, one of them.]
[Mai might not have had the most experience with children, but she had grown close enough to Haru to understand boys his age a little more. Such a confusing time. Childhood. She’d been through it twice, and even if one forewent the Androids and Zamasu and apocalyptic nightmares...it still would have been no easier the second time around. There were too many questions. About the world around you. About ones own identity.]
Neither of you would. [Gentle. Well aware of the surrealness of the moment, but...well...somehow still not the weirdest part of her life.] I’ve known Bulma a long time. Vegeta...not nearly as long...but enough to know how much they’re proud of you. And how you could never let them down.
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[...well, one of them.]
[Mai might not have had the most experience with children, but she had grown close enough to Haru to understand boys his age a little more. Such a confusing time. Childhood. She’d been through it twice, and even if one forewent the Androids and Zamasu and apocalyptic nightmares...it still would have been no easier the second time around. There were too many questions. About the world around you. About ones own identity.]
Neither of you would. [Gentle. Well aware of the surrealness of the moment, but...well...somehow still not the weirdest part of her life.] I’ve known Bulma a long time. Vegeta...not nearly as long...but enough to know how much they’re proud of you. And how you could never let them down.