[He doesn't let up on his hard gaze, even when she looks at him like that. It's not so much that he doesn't care about how she feels right now, it's more that he finds it senseless and he's too stubborn to put up with all her negativity on the matter. He knows she feels really hurt, but he refuses to step down. Allowing her to wallow in sorrow will just end up hurting everyone involved, and he will not let that happen. So he stares right back, unwavering until she leans up against him. His arm goes around her and he pulls her in a little more, heavily breathing out as sort of a relief that maybe she's finally coming around and starting to look at the situation with a little more sense.]

It's amazing how little things change. Giving me an ultimatum, huh? You think just because you don't want to live in an apartment that I'm going to just give in and follow you like a dog with its tail between its legs? Well, Bulma, I think you've got another thing coming. [However, he is totally grinning while saying all of this.] I don't think you'd like that too much if I decided to stay here instead of getting a house with the two of you. I think you'd miss this too much.

[He has been waiting all day for this.]

[He takes his free hand and reaches over and places it on her cheek. He runs his thumb across her cheekbone, shooting her a confident smile as he leans down, holding her even closer than before. And he closes the gap between them, so he can connect his own lips with hers. And if she'll allow him even kiss her right now, he'll keep her there as long as she wants or....until someone needs a breath of air. Whichever comes first.]