The warthog was ready to question Timon's alegations that it was he who had been meant to keep them awake. Pumbaa couldn't remember agreeing to that, in fact he had been pretty sure it had been Timon's job, right? Or maybe not. He couldn't quite remember, but either way he was ready to deny it, but Timon cut him off before he barely had opened his mouth.

The mention of lunch quickly made him forget completely of the previous issue. Pumbaa was hungry, and food definitely sounded good about now. "Heh, that's true, Timon!"

Pumbaa blinked as a voice suddenly spoke out, directed at them of all people. Mirroring Timon's downward gaze and blinked seeing the rat there before them. It had been the first time he'd seen another animal, other than Kovu, here, and it certainly momentarily surprised the warthog, but quickly a welcoming grin formed.

"Oh, no! I don't mind at ALL!" Pumbaa replied, cheerfully.