Piccolo wasn't his father, not that Trunks would've necessarily listened to Vegeta. Especially after having MET the man. So he definitely had no standing to admonish him, as anything more than an elder to him.

"Yeah, from what little you've said it sounds like things just get..." Not worse, he wanted to say. He wanted to hope. "Strange." Trunks finally settled on.

"Anyways I should get back to clearing up around camp. If you need me for something, just yell."