"It is. Swim suits are in that cabinet." Trunks pointed. "Sauna's over there, the rest should all be obvious." Trunks moved over to one of the chairs, and took a seat. Stretching out a bit, even if he still felt tense from frustration and anger and annoyance.

None of it with Rich though, but more on his behalf. As well as from Trunks' own history with robotic-life-type androids.