[ Ellie sighs, planting her hand to her face in both frustration and disappointment. And it's not like she wants to just open up her stomach and throw her guts on the table for everyone to see, but god she feels like she owes an explanation to this poor girl. ]

It's not--

[ She groans, dropping her hand into her lap. ]

Okay, it is a trust thing, yeah. If I keep going on denying it, it'll only drive me more insane. I didn't have to deal with this kind of shit back home. It was just a mutual understanding that you didn't trust anyone and they sure as fuck didn't trust you.

This place is so different from what I'm used to and I just...

Feel out of place. It's not your fault, and it's not like I don't appreciate you trying to be nice to me. In fact, I really appreciate it. No one gives a flying fuck about you unless you're worth something where I come from.

And I'm not...

Used to people wanting to be friends with me.