Vianna rose her eyebrows at the tall boy before her as he very simply decided that this was all actually her fault rather than his. She said nothing, though, but instead giggled as the tips of their noses met and the boy continued, explaining that he didn't know how she ended up with those eyes and those lips and that giggle, but the combination of it all caused something that the boy wasn't able to explain as he trailed off at that moment. Vianna smiled warmly at this, quite clearly charmed and flattered by the boy's words and loving gestures, her smile widening slightly as his cheek brushed against her own, his lips trailing on her smooth skin in a way that got the girl to shiver just very slightly at the touch. "You're wrong, Professor," Vianna decided after a couple moments of comfortable silence, though there was a dreamy and dazed sort of quality to her voice, her blue eyes closing as she fell into a cloud of relaxation, of bliss. "It's your fault, not mine..." she added a little distractedly, shaking her head just very slightly though her mind seemed not to be on this playful argument anymore.