Vianna smiled faintly as Ferris's head came to meet her shoulder. She leaned over a bit and placed a kiss on his cheek before letting her own head rest against his curly hair. She was quiet for a few moments, playing with the fingers of his hand absentmindedly, the way he often did with her own hand. She remained like this for a number of minutes, feeling no need to say anything; she knew words couldn't console the boy beside her in a situation like this. But all thoughts and distractions came to an abrupt halt suddenly as a sound caught the girl's attention. It was a creaking noise, like the sound the old doors at the inn made when opened. Vianna's breath came to a halt and her head lifted from Ferris's, her eyes widening as they looked straight ahead though at nothing specific. "Did you hear that?" she asked the boy beside her in a quiet voice.