[It seems a bit odd to wipe away a lion's tears, but he does so, smiling at Simba as best he can.]

I do think so. I think he would rather it have been him, than you that fell in that terrible place.

[He puts a finger under Simba's chin, trying to raise his face a little.]

You'll likely always miss him, and always feel this hurt, little one. Nothing much can take that from you. But missing him and honouring his memory by living well is the greatest joy you, as his son and treasure, can give him as your father.