Ellie's force smile wavers a little as the girl seems confused by her offering her hand to shake. -oh god... they bow here don't they? I probably just insulted her.. or... or something! she probably thinks I'm weird now...- she thinks as she lets her arm drop before crossing them in front of her chest and looking at the ground, hair falling to cover her face again as she brings the jerky stick up to her mouth to take another bite and chews on it halfheartedly, terrified that shaking hands was offensive or something in this country...

...And of course the loud mouth french male didn't help matters...

"Well, with that settled, and the bus being here, I shall board it, and hopefully be sitting next to one of you lovely ladies?" He said, and it just put Ellie on edge... She had heard so many men and women talk like that as she traveled... and more often than not they tried to use or hurt her somehow. She made sure he was on the bus and seated before she hesitantly makes her way on. Her eyes almost instantly start watering as the burning smell causes her to gag and move quicker to escape it. Thankfully the open door allowed most of the smoke out and after a couple rows she could breath some. She makes sure she wasn't within three rows of the boy and tosses her bag in an empty seat. Glancing towards the driver, she sits up and pulls down on the window, causing it to drop with a *click* before calling back onto her behind and puts her back to the window and draws her knees to her chest. She takes the last bite of her jerky treat before wrapping her arms around her knees and rests her forehead on them