[ That has Trunks toss his pillow across the room as he pushes himself to sit up on the bed, a rather frustrated expression on his face and pebble still held tightly in his small hand. ]

Then why? You didn't even tell me or come to me about any of that. Aren't we friends? Don't we talk about everything?

[ To be fair, it's more like Trunks is the one who talks about everything and, in turn, gets Rokurou to do the same but... you know. ]