Bulma felt as though her heart were a drum, pounding madly beside her ears. Every sound in the world vanished, leaving only the sound of her own heartbeat. Bulma could not look away. The whole world seemed to have stopped—what lakeside forest, what Dragon Balls, what intelligence? All of it disappeared. Her mind was blank, filled with only the figure before her. "Hmm? You're awake." He-El shook his shoulder-length hair in the lake. The droplets he flung off glimmered faintly beneath the sunlight as he looked toward Bulma. "Ah?