Vyers blinks down at Pumbaa, a bit thrown that the warthog is actually going to comply with his request. Certainly an event that doesn't happen very often at all.

"Here? Hm..." He gazed up as the ceiling as he thought. "Usually I go along when the others go to get ice cream. I have not had much time to do much of what I find fun lately." Aside from spending time with Gwen, but even that seemed to be a little hollow anymore. He wasn't sure he really liked this little revelation. He would have to try and carve out a little more time for himself, he decided.