Vianna smiled and shook her head slightly. "I slept well, but there were no dreams... as always," she replied, as it was already usual for her never to really dream anything in her sleep. She watched as Ferris raised a hand and then pulled the clip from her hair, causing it to cascade behind her shoulders in a sea of brown. She chuckled softly at this. "What would you do if I cut my hair as short as yours? Y'know, and I ended up looking like a little boy?" she asked him curiously, blue eyes sparkling playfully.