Willow's eyes strayed to the air vent above their compartment as she sniffed a tendril of smoke. What was going on in the other room? Her attention was taken away by Samantha's chatter and happiness. How could someone be so happy so early in the morning? The choochoo of the train startled Willow, making her jump. She blushes, looking down at her lap. Can't believe she got scared over a simple train whistle...
Willow noticed Samantha looking out the window, worried. She was probably wondering where her boyfriend (...Raymond was it?) was. Hesitantly, wondering if she even dares, she patted her hand consolingly, "I-I'm sure he's fine..."
I also hope nobody else enters this room Willow couldn't help but think. Then, she immediately took it back. It wasn't up to her to decide for others where they are and aren't welcome. She should know better, considering she knew what it felt like to not belong anywhere. But if someone else did arrive, she'd have to find a way to leave the compartment and take a short walk by herself...