Vianna looked away a bit sheepishly as well, feeling a bit flustered from being stared at like that. She was quiet for a few moments, looking up at the sky absentmindedly before speaking again, her voice quiet and gentle as there was no need to speak too loud. "When do you plan to write to your mum, Professor? Or get in touch with her somehow?" she asked him curiously. Surely having to witness her return to her own mother and father must have reminded him of his mother and she couldn't help but feel a little guilty, wishing the boy could be with his family as well.