"Armor isn't exactly the height of fashion." Trunks murmured. "The train's sense of fashion also is kind of lacking. I'm sure you can look good when you want to." Again, completely not thinking about how that would sound.

His form, aside from getting used to the garment, is smooth. He was trained young and trained well; clearly he's a natural. Finally satisfied enough, as he looks back up to meet her with a smile and a thumbs up.