Oh, no. This was very much in the way of "not good", but the Doctor merely looked over Mufasa's injuries worriedly and tried, gently, to help the great cat get to his feet. "At least you're alive," he told the other. This wasn't the first he'd heard of Heartless, especially in the Pride Lands, though he had yet to go there himself. He'd yet to see any inside the city - or, indeed, at all - perhaps the Heartless were more prevalent outside? That much was obvious, but what were they?

Keeping his thoughts on the subject to himself, the Doctor smiled back. "Of course I did," he told him. "I'm good at finding people."