Vianna watched Ferris through curious crystal blue eyes as the boy merely stayed in silence, just watching her with disbelief on his features, something which had the girl wondering what exactly he could have been thinking about. She wasn't sure if it was good or if it was bad, she couldn't really tell, and it was only making her more curious as the seconds continued passing in silence between them. It was then that the boy before her began to lean toward her, and the girl's smile returned, well aware of what this meant. And of course, just a moment later, her husband's lips had met her own in a sweet and a gentle kiss the girl hadn't really been expecting. She knew a kiss was coming, yes, but she didn't know it would be this gentle, this filled with sweet adoration and loving, and it only encouraged the girl to return the gesture just as sweetly, just as lovingly. She was glad, incredibly glad that she could inspire kisses like this from her husband, that he didn't think her some creep for wanting to spend all of her time with him. It was perfect. He was perfect; they were perfect. And the girl couldn't have possibly been any happier.