Vianna seemed relieved as Ferris told her he had, indeed, brought the medicine with him. But her gaze turned disapproving and she furrowed her brows at the boy as he told her not to worry about it and that he would get it later. "Professor, the doctor said you have to take your medicine everyday, you can't be irresponsible about it!" she told him. But scolding the boy wouldn't make his back any better, so Vianna left it at that, now moving on to the idea of getting the medicine. "Do you think you could apparate back to the hotel and get it?" she asked him. "I'd do it, but I don't have my license..." she muttered, cringing slightly at the thought of losing an arm or a leg, as were the risks for apparating without enough practice or a license.