That wasn't a question he was expecting any time soon. Fighting was still so much of his future, and saiyans stayed fighting fit far longer than any other humanoid. Being certain about something so far into your future wasn't easy. Theoretically, he could keep going until the last five years of his life.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"I think I'd want something a little more stable if we went that far. Maybe I can justify risking my life with you around, but with both you and a kid around? My own father died on me early, I don't want to do that to them too. Rodina has a sport combat arena, I could do that for a change."<br/></span><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"This wouldn't be a bad place for it, either. Cannibalize some of the essentials off the Lady, get a pre-fab set up. It'd be downright cozy, if you don't mind teleporting for things. I could teach you the Zero Shift, if it helps."<br/></span><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"We could always talk to a genetic scientist about it, if you want. Not sure how hard it'd be until someone knows what the problem is."</span>Tarrok considered, then held her a little closer. He couldn't pretend to understand entirely, but this sounded important to her.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"You really want that?"</span>