<span style="font-weight: bold">The older man started speaking to the girl, asking if she wanted to get off at the next stop and have fun with him. <br/>Arro mentally reminded himself to throw up later. </span><br/><br/>Eliza scrunched up her nose in disgust. "I'll pass." She said, turning her head away from the man. Oh how she wanted to just pull out her revolver and rid of him... but for that she could be thrown off the train. So she just sat there, hoping the man would walk away or something. What did happen, she wasn't expecting. The man reached for her, but the guy sitting beside her stopped him. She watched as the man dislocated the drunk's arm, dodged his punch, and then made the drunk punch the window and fall into the seat right beside her. She was under the impression that the man had helped her, so she turned her attention towards him. "Tha-" She began, just when he spoke.<span style="font-weight: bold">"It's rather rude to bother people while they sleep."</span>She sighed and stood to her feet. "It may not have been your intention to help me, but thank you." She said before walking across the aisle and sitting in another empty seat. The only other empty seat was beside a man sitting at the front, near the engine. She silently walked up there and sat beside him, fiddling with her skirts in boredom and not saying anything.