Simba had tried to get up, but he couldn't. And then Kiara ran over to him. If she hadn't called him, 'Daddy,' he would have mistaken her for Nala.

He looked up at her, ignoring Kovu and Zira for the moment. "What are you...doing here?" Why did it have to hurt to talk? "Get out of here!" It was bad enough he was hurt. He'd never forgive himself if Kiara got hurt too.