"How could something like that be my fault?! It's not like it was my fault the idiot went and got himself killed!" Kovu didn't know why he was yelling at Vitani. That wasn't going to change anything, and, for him, that had never even happened.

But yet again, he was glad for the version of Simba that was here in Paixao. The one that hadn't done any of this, and didn't even know anything about it.