Simba's smile returned. "Hey, Kiara." He gave her a sheepish grin. "I'm ok. Just hungry really....and, well, my legs kind of feel like they've been replaced with grubs." Simba couldn't tell if it was from the fact he lost so much blood or if he was just hungry. Either way, food was sure to help at least a little.
He would have asked Kiara if she was ok too, but the beaming face in front of him answered that question. "Uh...sorry...if I worried you." Once again, he was expecting a lecture or something.
He glanced at Kovu, who had come in to his periphery vision, and tilted his head, giving him a concerned look. He hadn't forgotten that Kovu had saved him, and he also hadn't forgotten that he had had to fight his mother to do so. "Hey, Kovu. You ok?
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He would have asked Kiara if she was ok too, but the beaming face in front of him answered that question. "Uh...sorry...if I worried you." Once again, he was expecting a lecture or something.
He glanced at Kovu, who had come in to his periphery vision, and tilted his head, giving him a concerned look. He hadn't forgotten that Kovu had saved him, and he also hadn't forgotten that he had had to fight his mother to do so. "Hey, Kovu. You ok?