Victor gave an amused smile as Ferris quickly returned, taking back his decision to sleep in the girls' room. "Very well, then," he said, not at all bothered with the idea of having the poor boy sleep on the floor. If anything, that evil and bully side of him enjoyed it. Vianna shot her oldest brother another fiery glare that, if looks were capable of it, would have killed him in a second. Aggravated, the girl left the room and headed back into her own, setting her things down on her new and rather dusty bed.