Timon folded his arms across his chest, failing to look impressed in the slightest by the cheerleader. Quite frankly he had been rather surprised he had been capable to turning the conversation over so easily. Then again, this was a particular skill of his. Without doubt this had to be the result of his superior intellect and in no possible way because the man was passive regarding such chatter. None at all. He twisted his lips together, as though he had just eaten something sour.

“Yeah?” he asked and raised an enticed brow. “Well that makes few of you. For the amount of people who go on about protecting others and all that a lot of them turn out to only care about themselves when it comes to taking action. I don’t know what an ‘O-ha’, or whatever you called yourself, is but if there are more of you I can’t see it lasting for long. No offence or anything but people are really gonna use you guys. You’re practically begging to be. You, however, have nothing to worry about. I am a kind and honest meerkat and would never use someone against their will who was not in debt to me.” Lying undoubtedly through his teeth, Timon smiled at Tanaka as though to convince him otherwise. “I wouldn’t worry about it. After all, everyone ends up in my debt eventually.”