Keith was suddenly getting sleepy, so he didn't pay much attention to the people on the train, but he did notice the lack of available seats. This made him uneasy, he could tell Zebel didn't like him, and being forced to share a seat would be uncomfortable if he felt like she was waiting for the right moment to strangle him. He nodded when she asked about him sitting inside due to her claustrophobia, but he didn't note it as something to use against her. As he sat, he noticed the lack of room a giant like him left, and felt very bad. When she sat down, he tried his best to fold himself vertically, bringing his shoulders in and crossing his legs, which gave her a considerable amount of room.<br/><br/>"That should help" He said, nodding to her "I'm used to tight spaces, I can hold this for days, go ahead use the room" He was being sincere, prison transports weren't made for beings his size and some trips took days. His mind flashed to his first ordeal with a transport not made for someone his size, it was hellish, but this was voluntarily done