She will.

She'll continue to train even after this- that makes him prety happy to hear, wearing a content smile on his face. He knew she didn't have that drive to fight as he and Kakarot had, but she was still a Saiyan, meaning she still was born with a natural talent for it. And she might find herself liking it the more she became good at it...at least he hopes so.

He passes that smile to his future wife, eyes shining with pride. "If you do train without me at all," he says, turning to his daughter, "are you going to continue with lesson from all the people who helped you for this?" There's a slight curiosity, even though he'd never put it past her to make this a social project. "And I think you can handle well over an hour a day. That's only a warm up. We've been at it in there several hours already and it's quite clear to me that you can keep going. Anyone else you train with will be hard pressed to keep up with the daughter of the Prince of Saiyans.

It's not as if there's much else to do in this dump," he mutters to himself, though loud enough for the two of them to hear.