I don't *care* that we're different. You know? I- What I care about... is you. I care about you. Okay? And I didn't say it. I should've said it, but I didn't... because... uh... Well, 'cause I *am* an emotionally insecure source of your discomfort who's not good at expressing his feelings. Probably because I've been on my own my whole life. It's not an excuse. It's just... It's why instead of telling you that you're the best thing that ever happened to me, I-I make jokes about your ears and-and I tell you that you try too hard, when, you know, the truth is: I just don't want you to get hurt because... because no one else in the world *matters* more to me than you do.
— zootopia 2