Keith gently took ahold of her hand to keep her from leaving, he knew the hit wouldn't swell up. Showing genuine concern he looked her over, trying to figure out what was wrong<br/><br/>"It's okay, you didn't hurt me, Zebel" He spoke softly, clearly trying to sooth her and help her calm down "Are you okay?" He didn't realize he was still holding her hand. She could notice that his hands were a bit rough, but not snadpapery. More thought raced through his mind as he stood there, wondering if she was okay, and wondering why she was sleeping by his door. This was the second time he had scared her into hitting him, and this time he felt even worse. She could hear his heart beat, slightly elevated, but mostly just loud. His heart always pounded when he became nervous or concerned, and at the moment, he was both