Taka growled quietly and looked down. "You can't believe it? Maybe if you paid attention to what was going on around you, maybe you'd believe how I don't bother to shed a tear." Taka murmured quietly. "Mufasa was a good king, but was he anything else to me? He was my uncle by blood but he neglected me as my father did. I wasn't important enough to address. Simba neglected me when you two had so much fun on your silly adventures. Now I'm being ignored and hated by everyone because of my father's cruel rule..." Taka said darkly as he glared at Nala.
"Do you want to know why I don't shed a tear? I don't have any left." Taka said quietly as he looked away from Nala.
"All I wanted to do was try to make you enjoy life a bit. If you want to spend it mourning over Simba, and neglect me again...fine." Taka said as he began to walk away from Nala. He needed to go to the only place he couldn't possibly be looked down upon.