That was her usual crisis? Trunks wished his life was that simple. Hopefully it would be easier now, as he just had to watch out for Cell when he showed up. But 17 and 18 were destroyed and dead--and maybe they could start rebuilding.

After being quiet for a bit, he stuck his hands in his pockets as he leaned against the counter for a moment. "So maybe time to get yourself cleaned up and find somewhere to sit." Given that spirit he'd seen in her eyes earlier, he was willing to bet the last thing she wanted was to sit and rest.

Nurse Joy HAD somewhat given him responsibility though.