Rich catches a glimpse of Trunks, and he lets himself feel a bit of relief. He hasn't seen Trunks in a while, though that's probably due to Rich moping for a while. Still, it's always good to see a friend, and especially to see him relaxed. Maybe thanks to Rich? He's hopeful that his talents actually amounted to something.

Once the refugees seem to have settled enough to talk casually, without arguments sprouting up, Rich hops down from the crates he piled up into a makeshift stage and approaches Trunks.

"Hey, how're you holding up? Looks like you kind of need a nap."