Goku leaned a little when she suddenly cried out that she remembered what he was. But he laughed softly, his eyes closing just for a minute before they started walking.<br/><br/>So, she knew who he was and what he was... very interesting. Goku wondered exactly how much she knew? What had people told her? His heart then skipped a beat, wondering if those other people claimed him as a monster? Images of his late wife flashed before his eyes and he cringed, thinking maybe they were right...<br/><br/>He was an Alien... from a different world, from a different universe all in itself. Was he the monster here?<br/><br/>Goku nearly jumped when Lizbet spoke again, finally breaking the silence. He heard the question she asked, how it felt to be a Saiyan. Goku didn't skip a beat as his hazel eyes slowly drifted, "It's lonely.."<br/><br/>Goku knew he had to elaborate. He couldn't leave her hanging there with a two-word answer. So he went on, "There's only two pure-blooded Saiyan's left. Me and Vegeta. I mean, sure, I have two sons, and they carry the Saiyan blood and all. But eventually, the Saiyan blood will die off and dwindle down to almost nothing, and they'll be almost fully human. Vegeta and I can't increase out numbers, we're both male. So.. I guess it's a little.. lonely being a Saiyan. You basically have to sit and watch your race die off.. and there's nothing you can do about it."<br/><br/>While he had spoke, he he hadn't caught himself as his eyes turned somewhat glassy, like pain had taken over his mind, body, and soul. Everything he said seemed to just pour from him, almost like he'd been thinking it but keeping it bottled inside. After a moment, the cheeks suddenly reddened, and he realized he had stopped. He looked up, staring at Lizbet with his face hot and embarrassed, "Shit.. I... I'm sorry, I... I honestly don't know where that came from."