Vegeta's hand lands on her throat. He pushes her onto her back and leans over her. This is the first time he's ever dared to lay a hand on her, let alone touch her. But although he shoved her back, his touch is almost gentle, contrasting against the harsh look on his face that she'd be able to see if the flashlight hadn't rolled away from them.

"I don't need an Earthling's permission."