She really did get it. He's looking a bit awed and surprised again, before a smile comes to his face. Reaching out, Trunks put a hand on her shoulder over the armor, grip firm. "Thank you, and I'm glad you made it through. You will again." Entirely sincere, and determined.

"If nothing else, while we're here we can help each other. I do owe you that spar after all, for helping me with this."