“Are ya fuckin’ serious? Are there no other compar’men’s?” Came the immediate comment from the boy, causing her to narrow her eyes at him. "Ah should be sayin' that tae ye." She huffed out. This had been her compartment. She was the one who had hauled her bags into this compartment and her bags had been stored away quite obviously, with an edge still peeking out from where she had pushed it in half-heartedly. She had then just wanted to shortly abandon her compartment to grab some snacks, which she now had done and did not expect to be greeted with that face so soon again.

"Ah wis 'ere afore ye, so ye bein' awfy rude. Ye should be sayin' thank ye for lettin' ye bide here, ken?" She argued, even though she was very aware that her words had no merit and she did not actually care that they were now apparently sharing the compartment. “Well… I spose ya’d be’er si’ down then. Or sod off, if ya’d prefer. Bu’ I’m no’ movin’, sooo…” Oonagh shrugged and then threw herself down across the bench across from him, pulling her boots on top of the bench with her and sitting in a butterfly-kind of position with the soles of her boots touching each other. She then began picking through the treats she had placed across the table. The little thievery taking place going absolutely unnoticed by the whirlwind as she picked out one of the sandwiches and took off its plastic wrapping.

"So... who are ye then, huh?" she asked, before taking a bite off her sandwich. While having her mouth full, added. "Ah am also happy tae keep callin ye eejit, if ye prefer that." She was being smug now, raising her eyebrow as she savored the bite she had taken and sighing. Finally some food, she was sure she had been starving at that point. It took barely seconds before she had swallowed a second and third bite. Half of the sandwich disappearing within a blink of an eye.

After their momentary moment of staring each other down with narrowed eyes, the mood within the compartment seemed to shift, almost to a relaxed level. As the two grumpy teenagers settled down into their corners of the compartment, it felt actually kind of chill to Oogie. She was still feeling kind of grumpy about the whole ride back to the castle and the extra way and having to leave behind all of her electronic devices. She would have absolutely loved to just put on a pair of headphones right now and blast some music while she went through her snacks. But well maybe her company wasn't the worst, right? Well actually, she would have to give it time to make that judgement, he had been awfully annoying after all.

“Ya mean me name? Silas. Yers?” Silas. She frowned slightly as she regarded the boy now that she had a name to put to his face. She felt the name was suitable enough, perhaps, but was absolutely sure it was replaceable with various insults she would throw at him in its stead, if he continued bothering her or if there were more encounters between them than this one. "The name is Oonagh," she responded, before taking another giant bite out of her sandwich. It felt good to be eating it, she had been feeling quite hungry.

“Nah, Silas works perfec’ly fine.” Oonagh snorted. "We will see aboot that winna we," she responded, mischief resonating within her words as she grinned into her sandwich. “D’ya even stop ter chew?” he asked and Oonagh quickly reached for a wrapped sticky caramel bonbon and chucked it at the boy. "Na, just tae pick fights,". She focused back onto her food and another bite devoured within seconds, the sandwich almost done at this point. Meanwhile Oonagh was staring at her other snacks, considering which of them she would try once the sandwich had done its job. She figured opening a pack of crackers or some bag of candy wouldn't hurt.