“Fine. Just stay on your side.” “Why?” he asked, tilting his head. “Why?” I parroted back. “You tried to eat me! That’s why.” He snorted. “You’re going to need to let that go. It’s in the past.” “My blood is still on your mouth.” The lion groaned. “Look, you and I just went through a very traumatic experience together. An experience like that forms a bond. We’re basically brothers now.
