Caulifla gives Marcia a mildly annoyed glare, before sighing. "Whatever, I'll bite; I've been through enough time-wasting as is."
[[cinnamon: [-"I...I don't...blame you. But, um, it's s-supposed to be for...P..Perfect Cell. I..I ve..been...trying to..control it."-]]] Kale adds before Caulifla quickly cuts in with. "Yeah, Super Saiyan's supposed to be feared. Kale's...heh, Kale's Berserk Form is on another level. Hmm, Super Saiyan Berserk...er. Gotta work on that..."
For some reason, the cinnamon text is broken. Sorry about that.
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"Buu? Oh..um...that sounds a little...familiar. " Kale closes her eyes to think, causing Caulifla to raise an eyebrow. "Kale-san? Were you not next to me when Mikey told us this?"
Kale recoils, quickly replying, "I...I'm s-sorry, Sis. I d-didn't...it's been hard...to remember a lot of things...when and a-after...I t-transformed. S-sorry. "
Caulifla nods in agreement. "Something else we have to work on, then. And I don't blame you. You're...different when you're a Super Saiyan." Caulifla hates this minor feeling of helplessness just trying to understand these golden forms. Ironically, Koata offered some decent advice earlier about slowing down the pace. Hmm, would she have to hunt down Gohan for some assistance?
The tomboy's train of thought stops on the box of healing potions. Quickly, she unhands the box from Marcia. "Thanks a million. I've noticed that quick healing items, plus life-threatening injuries, equals stronger Saiyan boosts."
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"Uh, yeah, we're a warrior race; it's what we do." Caulifla shrugs, wrapping one arm around the Saiyan Armor Kale while using the other to hold the box's bottom. "Though, preferably, I'd like to be able to walk away from my wins. But, hey, Saiyan biology and all.."
"R-Right..." Kale's eyes quickly observe some kind of tall, knighted figure from afar yelling a lot. However, she remains silent on the matter, opting to speak to Marcia with, "Do you...um...think...you can teach me...on how to make...healing potions?" Caulifla shifts her attention in shock, though she's pretty fond on the idea.
-Gracia awakes beside Solace, yawning and stretching-
-Climbing out of bed-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

Ah, excellent! I'll take 2000 yen as a cover charge, and you can pay the remaining 2000 when I find your associate.