Vianna seemed to snap out of her daze as Ferris's arms wrapped around her, pulling the girl closer and asking what was wrong, if she was okay. She turned to him then, her face still a little pale. "Oh! N-No, I'm fine," she replied immediately with a soft chuckle, shaking her head slightly. "I just... I'm not sure if it's normal for Gabe to be so quiet..." she muttered softly, thoughtfully, her gaze falling to the large belly that was hidden beneath her light blue pajamas. "Maybe I'm just being paranoid, it's just--" GASP!
And as if to prove to his mother that everything was fine, little Gabe made his presence known at that moment, moving around and readjusting himself, sending a kick in his mother's direction during this time, one that left the girl breathless for a second there, her blue eyes wide. But the pain that came every time little Gabe kicked her was something that words couldn't explain; but at the same time, it sent a wave of relief to wash over the girl, relief to see - or rather, feel - that her baby was alright, that he was still as lively and normal. "Well..." sighed Vianna softly, a smile beginning to curve her lips, still a bit short on breath. "There he is," she announced with a soft, brief chuckle, her hand coming to rest on top of her belly, feeling Gabe still moving around inside, readjusting himself.