This is MY theory, not yours, (unless you believe me) so NO nasty comments
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Simba paced up and down, furious. 'Simba...would you just listen?!' Nala growled.
'Kovu? You're old enough to be his mother!' SImba spat bitterly. Nala winced.
'I know! I'm sorry! I told you-I want you now.' she whispered. Simba shook his head, and walked away as a slent tear ran down Nala's face.