Saiyans could discern the early stages of rut without any difficult, but it was harder for non-Saiyans. Bulma wondered a bit at Chishan's increase in attentiveness, then she wondered a bit more at Radditz's increasingly hostile attitude toward Chishan. The two were not, perhaps, bosom buddies, but they had always gotten along.
Vegeta wanted to send her and Trunks away—to Earth, to any other Associate world, on a diplomatic foray into Cold's space, he didn't care, just away.
Bulma was never one for keeping to a strict schedule when it came to waking up in the morning. Only pre-arranged performance tests ever seemed to trigger her internal alarm. Her engineers knew to expect her when they saw her. Of course, if a problem especially intrigued her once she arrived in the engineering section, Bulma would stay all day...
As the Prince's entourage entered the royal wing of the palace, various guards split off from the group to resume the posts they manned when not on escort duty. Soon it was only Radditz, Tamane and the two children. As the foursome continued the trek to the Royal quarters, "You still scared of Nappa?" the Prince queried.
He is good," Vegeta told Zarbon as they walked together through the corridors of the palace, "but he is too cautious yet."
On one side of the stadium stood the King. Arms crossed, eyes downcast, he did not seem to be paying much attention to his surroundings. Only the slight, anticipatory curve to his mouth indicated his existence in the moment; contrarily to his indolent stance, the King was very, very aware of what was occurring around him.
Flash Forward 3: Lunacy
55 Years After the Birth of the Super-Saiyan