Trunks let out a soft snort, and pulled her closer. Moving one hand under her legs, to shift her into a full and proper carry. "I know you hate being carried." Blue-eyes were sparkling though. "Make sure I can see your watch." He could follow coordinates just fine.

Once she was secure, and he had a view of their intended destination, he went ahead and powered up. It would help confuse anyone who might spot them. Or any technology trying to track them.