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"It's no big deal my dear. Nothing to get too worked up about." He reassured, surprising her. "Now let me show you how to properly clean these, then we'll worry about everything else." He gathered the clothes she salvaged and took them outside.
She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding, feeling so relieved. His kindness and patience never ceased to amaze her...
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Gohan took the mayhem caused to his home very well, and he spent the rest of the day patiently showing Gine how to wash clothes by hand in a bucket of soap and water, not in the river. All the while they kept Kakarot busy with an improvised chew toy they made out of wood, which he chomped right through. He had quite a ravenous mouth but at least they saved what's left of the clothes in the hut, and he was already trying to walk.
After that, Gohan showed her the supplies he brought back from the village. He had bought some extra food, books, diapers, soap, and some fabrics so they could make some clothes for themselves. The books he said he got would be to help Kakarot learn how to read and write this planet's language. She liked that idea, then felt embarrassed as she realized she would have to learn how to read and write all over again too for this planet. Oh well, one thing at a time. She thought.
Later that night, Gohan showed her the finer points of cooking with an open woodfire. With the tips Gohan gave her, she was able to get the hang of it and finally let her cooking skills shine. True to her word, Gine cooked up a feast from the animals Gohan hunted for in the forest. She had them skinned and boiled into a proper stew with vegetables and some spices. It was a large hearty dinner she made to pay for the damage she caused and to show her gratitude to him, not to mention to support her and her son's Saiyan appetites...
"My word! That stew was absolutely delicious, Gine." Said Gohan, patting his belly with a look of utter satisfaction.
"Glad you liked it." Gine beamed. She gathered up the bowls and started cleaning them out. With Kakarot fed, they kept warm by the fire while Gohan worked the seams on a blue tunic he was making for Kakarot.
"I must admit it was quite a learning experience to cook with an open fire." Gine said, looking into the dying embers. "Is there a reason why you don't use a regular stove or something? I mean, no offense, but this seems rather primitive." She asked tentatively.
Gohan mused over her words. "None taken. We humans do have modern technology, but I chose to live a simple life. I wanted to clear my spirit as a martial artist, and to do that I had to rid myself of modern comforts."
"Martial artist?" Gine asked.
"Yes." Gohan answered. "I study and apply the art of hand-to-hand combat. It has always been my life's passion to perfect it, and to do so I had to give up worldly pursuits to live a life free and untouched by convenience so I could master my spirit without distractions."
She was fascinated by this. "So... martial arts is a human way of fighting?"
"Well, not necessarily just for humans. But yes, it is basically everything that has to do with fighting with your own mind, body, and spirit without artificial means." Gohan answered.
Gine thought over what he said. "We Saiyans just called it fighting. But... no artificial means? Wouldn't that make it difficult for conquest or killing?"
Gohan looked at her. "It has nothing to do with killing. Though there are schools of martial arts out there that teach that, I would never want to kill any more than you do. I practice it primarily for recreation, self-improvement, and for self-defense."
"Really?" She asked in amazement. "So, no killing needed at all?"
"If that's the type of training you wish to pursue, yes, no killing is needed. Though I don't think killing is ever needed." He answered honestly.
Gine mulled over what Gohan said. Fighting without conquest or killing? It was so unfamiliar to her. As a Saiyan it was like loving to eat but hating food. But she was not like any other Saiyan. She hated killing, and did not have the spirit to seek out a fight. But she still had the combative instincts of all Saiyans, and even a pacifist like her had to scratch that itch once in a while. They were manifested more verbally with Bardock than actual fighting, though some of it did involve trading blows for training purposes.
This "martial arts" was rather interesting though. To engage in non-lethal combat for fun and therapeutic reasons without bloodshed?
"Could you show me some of your martial arts sometime?" She suddenly asked.
"Absolutely!" Gohan said enthusiastically. "How about tomorrow? We could spar for a bit so I can show you what it's all about."
"I'd love that." Gine smiled.
"So would I." Gohan said as he finished the tunic he was working on. He then tried to fit it over Kakarot.
The boy squirmed and growled, then bit Gohan's fingers hard, making the old man yelp in pain.
"OW!"
"KAKAROT!" Gine yelled, her son immediately cowered when he knew he was in trouble. After a sharp look she gave him, he slumped his shoulders in shame and mumbled in gibberish to what was an unintelligible apology. Gine was by Gohan's side tending to his hand.
"I am so sorry about that." Gine apologized as she cleaned up the deep bite marks and bandaged up his hand.
"Eh, that's okay." Gohan said, wincing slightly from the pain. "Your son has quite the survival instincts or he's just very ill tempered."
"He can be violent." Gine said worryingly. "He's been programmed since he was born to attack and destroy other living things."
"Programmed?" Gohan asked as he flexed his patched-up hand.
"Yes." Gine looked to Kakarot then back at Gohan. "Saiyan babies are brainwashed for a time before they get sent on their infiltration missions. It's part of preparing them for life as conquerors."
"Brainwashed? As in...?" Gohan let the unfinished question hang.
"Yes." Gine answered grimly. "They are bombarded with mental images of battle and death to have their Saiyan thirst for battle amplified and make them into killers born rather than just regularly trained soldiers."
Gohan sat in silence for a minute before finally asking, "And all Saiyan parents agreed to that?"
Gine knew what he was asking, that if she let her own son get brainwashed.
She didn't feel the need to hide the truth though. "Yes... We all did. It's not in Saiyan nature to be much in the way of caregivers."
Gohan shook his head slowly.
"That's barbaric." Was all he said flatly. But nothing in it was accusat
ory towards her. She appreciated that, but knew she was guilty all the same.
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