Vianna turned her gaze away and looked down at her wand absentmindedly instead, fidgeting with it when Ferris spoke, telling her the argyle was staying off. She chuckled softly, but made no comment as the guilt slowly began to make itself comfortable on her shoulders so that they were slightly slumped, her sitting not showing much energy or excitement. But as Ferris spoke again, apologizing for getting 'snippity', she looked up at him again and smiled faintly with mild amusement. "No, you were right," she said, shaking her head slightly. "I should've been more careful... now you've got a cut on your leg..." she muttered, her gaze leaving his and turning to his injured leg instead. "I'm sorry."