Kieran woke when he hit the chair and tumbled off onto his back. He scrambled to his feet wide-eyed for only a moment before he felt the effects of his lack of sleep again, dulled slightly from his brief nap in the arena. He sunk back into the chair and stretched his arms over his head with a yawn. He blinked a few times and realized he was in a sort of bar, stumbling up to ask for a water and upon receiving one promptly splashing it in his face. He shook his head, based on how his body reacted to that sort of thing in the past he had a good while before he felt sleepy again, and by then he will probably have gotta some actual sleep anyway. It was then that he noticed that Sol was going up against that skeleton he saw in that arena. He leaned on the bar counter to watch.