Being half way through the stretches and close enough to release all that pent up frustration, there was sound from the side of her, the direction that the male had been sitting it. This brought back that roll of tension as she seemed to ignore the sound of foot steps drawing closer to her. Inhaling a deep breath before she stilled her form now. Once the sound of those feet stopped Zebel shifted her weight, moving it so that is balanced the middle and the back of her left heel. Her right foot was brought up in a arc aiming for what was suppose to be the head, but on the size of this male... it was more so to the chest.<br/><br/>He would have the chance to stop the blow, if he was quick enough, being the size and weight that Zebel was, she was fast, really fast.  Her eyes had barely caught the sight of food and even that of his smiling face. Well that wasn't exactly how she normally greeted strangers but, his comment made her more wary of him now. He was a fight which meant he was here for the same reason she was. For his size and from the damage she already seen him do, he could be big trouble for Zebel.  Her teeth tugged on her lower lip as she thought, if the male had captured her leg, then she would have to wait for him to release her compromising position to stand right once more, otherwise she would straighten back up to speak to him.<br/><br/>"I am sorry about that, I am Zebel."<br/><br/>A slight roll of her name as she looked tot he pizza that he had brought with him, she wasn't in the least embarrassed by her actions. what was the point in that, if he would have been a actually stalker then her attack would have been for her own safety, yet again who was to say he wasn't really a stalker? For the most part she would be sure to keep her guard up around him now. Taking the pizza from him, she would go to sit on the bench she came from, placing the box beside her so that there was no extra room for him to sit, if he had that notion to do so. Opening it her eyes feasted before her hands tore it apart and brought a piece to her lips, biting into it and nearly savoring the flavor as she slanted her eyes to look back up at him.<br/><br/>"I am guess but... I take it your a fighter too, for the tournament?"<br/><br/>Was the only logically conclusion that she could come up with as she looked to the bulk of his size more.... thoroughly now. Zebel wasn't bashful at all, rather she made it worth the note to let others know she was looking at them, much as he had done to her previously. Licking her lips as she finished off her first piece her eyes remained on the male's face, though they slid lower as she continued to speak to him.<br/><br/>"I think we are both a little early for the train...."<br/><br/>The background notes in her head went on, but her lips were held back as her teeth clamped down on her lips. Raising her eyes back up to his, she was silent now, letting it all sink in and awaiting a answer from him.