Trunks sighed slightly--after all, he was the one who'd given the monster the idea for the Cell Games in the first place, him and his father. He remembered the man who'd challenged Cell.

Oh. So this was his daughter.

"I didn't exactly stick around for the fallout." He'd been dead for at least part of it on top of that. And he's used to global communications sort of being...non-existent. The radios they use to keep in contact between the settlements left intact is basically it.

"Yeah. That's me. Nice to meet you."