It had not been the first time someone had tried to trick Timon either. But he was not about to admit that nearly as easily as Wolf had. He folded his arms across his chest and watched Wolf curiously. It did not come to him as surprise to hear he had been fooled before. In the amount of time he had spoken with him over the journals, Timon had come to realize Wolf was rather easy to manipulate if one knew how. Of course, Scar seemed to have little trouble in figuring that out. He knew exactly what buttons to press. The meerkat lowered his head, wondering what trouble Wolf had found himself in those other times – he was sure there had been more than two occasions this wolf had been tricked.

Timon glanced back up at Wolf at the mention of Alice, a small smile across his lips. It was good to know someone else was looking out for her, especially when they had a greater chance of defending her than he did. “Good to know. And don’t think I won’t hold you to that promise, bub! I’d hate to see anything happen to that kid.” He brought both paws to his hips, continuing to look up at Wolf. “Glad we can agree on that. And I’m hoping we can agree on eating this lunch! I’m starved!”

The sooner they got to the restaurant, the sooner Timon could eat. Well, he'd have an easier time smelling Wolf for any traces of Darkness too among all the citizens in there too, but food was what was most important to him. He was already sure Wolf had not summoned the Heartless, Darkness or not.