[It was more than just a break to give her muscles a chance to recover-- although, the strength of her Saiyan ancestry was becoming clear. Cliff pushed his goggles up into his hair and cracked open a bottle himself, seizing the opportunity to reassess the situation.]

So, you're just a regular girl who does regular things, huh? Nothing wrong with that. [He joined her so that they could talk on a more casual level. There was no training for the moment.] Lemme guess. You're something of a whiz at it too.