Katsumi sighed when the girl commented about getting into her room again. Sighing and nodding, she looked to her guitar, her fingers ached nervously to play. Pushing down her urge, she headed to the door that led into the motel. She felt bad that Heather stormed out, but she felt no reason to chase her. She was too worried about the possibility of zombies being real that she didn't want to exit the building even if it were someone she knew that went outside. Glancing at Jake as he went outside to talk to Heather.<br/><br/>Glancing to the agitated blonde girl, she wondered why she was being so nervous.<strong>"Uhm.. You said room 17 right? Wasn't there someone else with you?"</strong>She wondered because the check-in book had stated two occupants for that room. She figured the girl was young, and from the looks of her, she had been at a dance or something, big dress and what not. She felt a bit taken out of her way, having to help the girl, but that was what she was here to do, wasn't it?<br/><br/>She was trying to push out the worries of the news report from her mind. She didn't want to think that her mother might die, and worse, might become a zombie. The reports were wrong, they had to be. They had to be some big hoax. There was no proof out in view. This did nothing to change her fears. She was very fantasy oriented and felt that zombies were very real. Groaning, she ran a hand through her chocolate hair then pulled her glasses off to clean them.<br/><br/>Glancing to the girl, she nibbled her lip for a second. Slipping her glasses back on, she blinked a bit to adjust.<strong>"If you need anything other than this, I will be happy to take care of it when we get to the room, or you can call the front desk from the room's phone."</strong>She tried to sound confident, like Bryan told her, but she was not really much of a people person.<br/><br/>A shiver ran through her at a thought that made her feel odd. In all the zombie movies she'd seen, there were only a few people who survived, and she had always wondered if they ever tried to rebuild the populace. Did that mean being intimate with someone you didn't know, and possibly didn't like? Would it be like that now? She blushed brightly across her cheeks and felt suddenly vulnerable and like an oddball. She had a small thought of if it were the few of them, that Jake was suddenly very lucky, which only turned her nose and ears blush colored as well.