"I don't disagree." Of course, he'd been raised completely differently than Trunks in their timeline who had been raised by the two of them and had learned their attitudes accordingly. Bulma doesn't mind the difference, though. Trunks who was raised in peace and was able to have a bit of a bad attitude and a smart mouth because of it is just as precious to her.

She grumbles out something about him squeezing her knee with a playful smile, swatting playfully at his arm but not honestly wounded about it. Who knows how long ago he never would have even given her that, so Bulma is far from complaining.

"Well, she does look like me, so..." Probably, is basically what she's saying. But, Bulma shrugs at the thought, not fussed. "With my attitude and your bulk she will be absolutely fine. If anything, I feel bad for anyone who tries her patience."