Vegeta rose an eyebrow at Pepper, tilting his head again, "Why do you hide the picture? You have a good body, why not flaunt it?"<br/><br/>Vegeta then heard the question about Bulma. He stopped a moment, staring at Pepper with no kind of emotion or reaction showing on his face. After a moment, he placed his good arm on the table, watching as she got up, fidgeting around the room. At the mention of food or rest, Vegeta kept staring at her. He knew he would have to say something eventually.<br/><br/>"I'm fine. What I really want, I'll keep to myself until I deem the time right." Vegeta looked away, staring at the wall in front of him, "My wife died in a car accident." He scoffed, shaking his head, "Killed by a loser who bought one of the new Capsule corp air cars. Couldn't fly it right... and it went too low. He hit her.. and she died instantly."<br/><br/>He shifted then, leaning back while his splinter arm rest at his side, "We tried using the dragonballs to bring her back..." He shook his head, "But she didn't want to come back. She said she lived the life she wanted and to bring her back now, wouldn't teach Trunks to deal with death." Vegeta rolled his eyes, "She was always so stupid. I kept asking myself 'why? Why didn't she want to come back? To us? To ME? Did she not love me?'"<br/><br/>Vegeta was ranting now, unable to stop himself since he actually never talked about it before, "I never thought I would fall in love with an Earthling woman. I never thought I'd settle down at all. But I guess fate lies to fuck us all, don't they?"