"How do you figure that? You were shot from head to toe with darts. I hardly think that means you are fine..."<br/><br/>There was a slight glare at him, he was either playing the pain off as though it were nothing or he was trying to ease her own fear. Which ever it was she didn't like being lied to, and more then that she didn't like the shape he was in, not one little damn bit.<br/><br/>"The first fight is tonight, there is no telling who it will be... we need to get you healed up before then."<br/><br/>She bit down into her lower lip as she felt him wrap her in a hug, it was a oddity in her life. Zebel could barely remember what it felt like to be hugged but... it was coming back in full force as Keith wrapped her up so tightly. Inhaling a deep breath Zebel nuzzled him slightly before she pulled back out of his arms and looked down at him.<br/><br/>"Lets go back to the hotel. I think the cops are gone now. We would have a better chance now then later."<br/><br/>Zebel reached her hand out to him, hoping that he would take it without some big mocho ego to match, though she knew better then that... Keith didn't seem to have a ego. Once he took her hand she would lead the way, making a clear cut path to the hotel, as quick as they could, Keith needed tim the get cleaned up and to at least have a little sleep before the event tonight.