A look of understanding forms in Lizbet's eyes when she hears Goku speak, hearing his confusion when he asked if this sort of thing was not supposed to happen right then and there. She shakes her head softly from side to side in response. After this he explains that when he'd met his late wife Chichi after ten years, fought her in a tournament, and then right after married, she was sure that he'd have some difficulties understanding things in the way they were supposed to happen.<br/><br/>Sitting up as well, she adjusts the shirt that she was wearing so it fell comfortably over her chest, a serene expression on her face at this point. Clasping her hands, she rests them in her lap, staring at her fingers as she twirls her thumbs, over and over again, in a small circle. She hadn't expected things to escalate the way they had, and especially not to have it all crash and burn immediately afterwards.<br/><br/>Hearing his apology, she just shakes her head, lifting her eyes to look at him. It wasn't his fault, not at all. Things had happened differently for him, that's all. "Don't worry about it...Now we know where not to go, huh?" She chuckles softly under her breath, and looks across the room, a quiet puff of breath escaping from her lungs.<br/><br/>She was trying to think of something that would get rid of the stagnant uncomfortable air that was starting to suffocate the room, mind wandering back to the island that Krillen and Eighteen were on, wondering if they were doing there own thing now. She wanted to, at some point, apologize for leaving them so suddenly, that hadn't been her plan at all.<br/><br/>Looking to the clock on the wall of the living room, she notes the time, seeing how far it had flown away from them. It was late afternoon, nearing evening. Glancing at Goku from the corner of her eyes, she thinks that he'll probably want to head out soon. She didn't want to keep him longer than he could stay. "How about some dinner in a little bit?" She asks, turning to look at him fully. "Right now...I think a cup of tea would be wonderful..." She tilts her head to the side, a small smile making it's way on to her lips. "What do you think?"