"Thanks," Simba muttered to Darian as they made their way down the hallway, walking behind the guard assigned to take them to Mona.

　　Darian nodded, "you are welcome. I didn't want you to lose your cool and then end up having to make an enemy. It's the last thing we need right now."

　　"It's why I would always listen to you." Simba mused.

　　"Here we are." The guard announced, pointing towards a depressed-looking Mona who had her head bowed on the bed. The ...