Nahbi's eyes lit up at Zedong's words, betraying her interest when she heard the word, 'hunter'. The corner of her mouth quirked up and she replied, "What, got tired of your game lookin' like oversized shish-kebabs when you skewered 'em?" Moving on, she held up her small bag. "I'm not _that_ much of a hobo yet, so I should throw my stuff in the locker." 

With that, she turned towards the locker rooms to see if all the good ones were taken yet.