Vianna leaned on her elbows and watched with amusement as Ferris informed his kitten that she had been named Turnip. Her gaze followed the small creature as it flopped down by Ferris's lap and stretched out by his leg; she laughed lightly at this, amused not only by the kitten's unintentionally adorable doings, but by how the boy beside her seemed to have grown so attached to it already. She was glad at least something good came out of the visit to his hometown. "You're really cute playing with your new pet, Professor," she told him after a moment's silence. "We should probably find her some food before heading back to the inn, though. That was probably why she was wandering aimlessly around your house," said the girl, her gaze returning to the playful kitten.