[He knelt down, but remained cautious and ready to bolt at the first sign of danger. She may look sad and sweet and lost, but she is STILL a lion that is fully capable of tearing out his throat on a whim.]

I'm afraid you won't like what I am going to say, but I'll have you know that I'm in the same situation as you.

You're currently very far away from home, and currently, there's no way for us to get back on our own. I haven't seen any other lions either.

[He tentatively reached out to pet the top of her head if she'd let her, maybe there's some universally cat instincts in there he can use for appeasement.]

I'm sorry, I know it's a lot to take in so suddenly. Is there something I can get you? Some water maybe?