Once the door to Keith's room was opened Zebel slipped inside quickly, waiting until the door was closed behind them to release the breath of air she had been holding. Her gaze looked over the room as the hallway voices seemed to echo and bounce off the walls. It was strange that Zebel could fit into any crowd but yet... she never truly wanted to be there. Over looking the room now Zebel found it to be no different then her own room, apart from the bags each fighter brought with them. Perhaps now more then ever before Zebel was actually scared, not for losing but.... those people around her, close or family related.<br/><br/>Zebel's parents may have done her wrong, and no amount of anger she showed to them could change the fact that deep down inside she still loved them. Looking to Keith beside the bed she felt that maybe in a way, somehow or another he felt the same but... she thought it was best to not ask right at this very moment. Padding on bare feet Zebel went to the bed, slipping pass Keith to the bed, crawling up on it before slipping down under the blankets. Once Keith came to lay down on the bed as well, Zebel laid her head on the pillow, closing her eyes slightly as she murmured to him.<br/><br/>"Think you, it has been a long exhausting night... I have been through more then enough tonight."<br/><br/>A yawn came from her as she curled up on her side facing Keith, the lids of her eyes were folded down as she relaxed, rather content for the most part. Hearing no sound from Keith she opened her eyes to look at him, looking to see if he was asleep or not yet. She wanted to get up and scout his room further but.... that would seem rather rude wouldn't? Biting down into her lower lip she shook the thought from her head, surly the man could take care of himself if anything was to ever happen. Finally closing her eyes once more she moved closer to him, wedging herself against her side, nestling down into the warmth he provided.<br/><br/>"If things had ever been different... I wished we could have met in better circumstances, just the two of us have a night on a town, dinner... a date... and..."<br/><br/>Her words trailed off as sleep seemed to overcome here now, making her drift off to the dream world now. The next night would be the first night of the tournament, though what was the day going to consist of? That thought worried her more then anything else... what was going to happen at this tournament.