𝕐𝕦𝕤𝕦𝕜𝕖, 𝔼𝕩—𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕥 𝔻𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖

"Oh, ya can sense him? You another martial artist too or somethin'?" Seems like everyone in his circle could do that. She crosses her arms and huffs, "Well, ain't you sweet. But it'll take ya few hundred years to be on my Goku's level." She says with pride, beaming.

"Oh? Ya know my husband?" That's her Goku. Always getting around and making new friends. "Yeah, that's him. A pleasure!" He seemed a bit gruff, but a pleasant boy. He must be nice if Goku befriended him..but her husbamd's befriended worse company before so.

"Oh! That's mighty kind of ya!" She giggles and waves him off. Oh! That was a nice confidence booster. Though she was still only in her early 40's, just like her husband. "He does. He's a farmer. His name's Son Goku. He's a strong-lookin' guy with wild hair, ya can't miss 'em."

"Heehee! That's the same age as my eldest son. So to me, yer still a kid." She smiles sweetly, giving a slightly tilt of her head. "That so? Yer a far ways out for business. If ya want somethin' to eat I can give ya a bento of some leftovers I made for my husband's lunch."

"Eh? A kid? You out here hikin' or somethin'?"