He looks away, not knowing what or how to feel anymore. He feels as if he'd violated her in too many ways to count, and completely desecrated what he had with Bulma, even if it was something out of his control. And then thrust into this new world without any warning, a new threat in their wake and now she stood here still asking him to take this role.

Now, he glances down at the hand squeezing his shoulder, sighing with the gravity of the situation upon them.

"Must there be a name for it, can't I just keep the locket and be done with it?"