Unfortunately, she would be the one to dare through a rock at him because she's not the kind of kid who takes much bullshit, particularly a guy who looks about two feet out of his mind with panic. Panic can be dangerous, someone had said once, but what did she knew, she only knew that you couldn't trust many people and right now he wasn't looking exactly trustworthy with that look in his eye. So in return she only grips the stone harder, making it more apparently that yes, she has something and yes, she will use it. Fear is something she lives with daily, waking up in a new world maybe not, but she's learned to contain herself, at least most of the time.

Because when Draco snaps at her, Ellie immediately is on the defensive and scoffs, her brows narrowing and standing her ground, not moving any closer, not at the moment. He wasn't the most intimidating thing she'd seen in her life, sadly, but that didn't mean she wasn't cautious to a degree. "What the hell are you talking about?" Her reply was sharp, cantering her posture towards him, shoulders set strong, not exactly having it and far from being the person to shy away from his aggressive nature.

"You're the one just sitting there in the sand looking crazy! And even if it was, what are you going to do about it, huh?"