Laughing softly, Saori nods in agreement. The great Saiyan prince, complaining about the price of mirrors was an indication of how comfortable they'd grown in Luceti. That time was done, and now things seemed like they're going to be rougher.

"I'll go get one later today. I have a bit of money, don't worry."

The next room she enters is a total wreck and she winces back a sneeze. Too much dust...

"A storeroom?"