After darting through however many groups of people on her way outside, tripping over chairs and spilling tea all over the librarian as she took a shortcut through the library, Shiro was running helter-skelter towards the bus when, all of a sudden.... she wasn't. She was... floating? No, invisible hands were grabbing her. Holding her, as everything passed by too fast to comprehend. Then, as quick as everything sped it up, it stopped quite suddenly, sending her brain reeling.
"Welcome Shiro!" A voice chirruped from beside her. She looked down, the beaming face of Shinji assaulting her vision. With a single, drawn out glance around the room - which she then confirmed as a bus - she slid into the seat directly behind him. She stared at Shinji for a few more seconds, trying to figure out from his tone of voice whether she was being mocked or not. "Hel... Hello S-Shinji?" she questioned, still not quite undestanding what was happening.