Much alike someone Vegetto knew back home, the little Majinwas—from what he gathered—exceptionally talented when it came to technology. Nosimple gadgets were sufficient; there was always something bigger and betterjust beyond the horizon! Grinning mostly to himself at the fondrecollection of a certain purple-haired punk he once knew, he found himself morewilling to aid in her apparent struggle. Not uncommon for his nature, hemused, but unheard of in retrospect of the type of help he was offering.
“Pana, huh? It’s a pleasure, ‘m sure.”
It was then his attention diverted to the contraption boundto his wrist. Dimensional hopper—travel sized. Supposing the world he currentlyoccupied wasn’t that far ahead in technology, Pana could find aninterest in that. On the flip side, it was also his only way home whenthe time came. Decisions, decisions…
Eyes roaming the surrounding farmland for a few, pensiveseconds, Vegetto solidified his offer to her, and wasn’t going to back outshould she accept.
“I can’t promise you much, honestly—don’t know much aboutthis… er, time.” Shrugging internally, he ignored the warning bells in blaring inhis head regarding the honesty of his situation. “But ‘m sure there’s somethin’there that’ll spark your interest. “What’dya say?”
To finish, he held out a hand as though initiating ahandshake, but in reality, he was merely biding his time to see if she’d comply,and take hold—once she did, whoosh! Capsule Corp inbound.
Pana would be lying if she said she hadn’t been silently eyeing the odd-looking watch... Thing on Vegetto’s wrist. Though she thought it rude to ask about it or make her staring anymore blatant. So she just kept it to herself as her attention was brought back to Vegetto. Don’t know much about this time? What in the world could that possibly mean? Her eyes went back to the thing on Vegetto’s wrist, clogs clearly turning in her head. Wait... He couldn’t be. Nah, that was a tale of Earthen science fiction, there’s no way something like that could exist. Dispelling the nagging thoughts of theories in her head, the young Majin glanced to his hand.
❝ Frankly I’ll just take anything that I can get my hands on. Doesn’t have to be anything too fancy or high tech, I can work with even the most simple of computer parts. ❞
This is reinforced by the pile of spare parts Pana still held in her arms, vicariously balanced on top of itself as she tried to quickly figure out how to shake the other’s hand without dropping the large pile of stuff she held. Her brows creased just slightly, lips tight as it was quite clear she was working through every possible trial and error she could imagine with the weight she could distribute along her body to keep the tower mostly stable. Settling on balancing her weight on her back leg for the most part, she grabbed the other’s hand in what she figured was a friendly handshake- only to find herself quickly transporting once more like he once did earlier.
Since she was used to the way her sister would spontaneously transport them with the use of her own Instant Transmission that she learned just by watching, she was at least stable enough to not immediately drop her computer parts. However she was still equally as panicked as she would be had she not been used to such a maneuver.
❝ You can at least warn somebody before booping them into an entirely different place- wait, where are we? ❞