Vianna had an amused smile on her face as Ferris just then seemed to remember that they had food to eat, though her blue eyes were on the plate resting on her lap, from which she was gathering small bites with a knife and fork. She ate quietly for the long moments of silence that followed, not returning her gaze to the boy on the other end of the couch until much later, when she seemed to realize that for once, he wasn't eating in hurried, greedy, large bites. He was eating unusually slowly and there seemed to be a thoughtful kind of look in his clouded brown eyes. Vianna smiled faintly at this, both amused and endeared by this sight, her own blue eyes examining his expression as if it was the most interesting thing she had ever seen in her life, as if just his features alone fascinated her; which they did. It was then that the boy spoke, snapping the girl out of her minor trance as he softly called her name. "Yes, Professor?" asked Vianna, giving him a small smile before he went on to ask if she remembered back when they met. Vianna's eyebrows rose slightly at the question, not really having expected it. "Yeah, I remember when you and Jack snuck into the girls' side of camp," Vianna replied with a playfully accusatory tone in her voice before giving a light giggle, honestly amused now by that memory, by how suspicious she had been of the curly-haired boy standing beside Jack when they had come knocking at her cabin door. Back then, she had no idea who the boy was, and she had assumed him just to be another typical guy, just looking to sneak into places he wasn't allowed in for the fun of it. It was quite amusing, now that she thought about it, how wrong those assumptions had been.