Vianna listened as Ferris explained to her how this had all happened and chuckled softly, her mother had always been a curious one - she seemed not to notice she had inherited this trait from her, though. But what amused the young girl even more, was when Ferris mentioned that most of his sketches were of her and of course, her mother noticed this. She giggled lightly at this and her eyes left Ferris's to look down at the drawing he was now showing her, the one her mother had liked best and wanted him to turn into a painting. At that request, Vianna's eyes widened. "A painting?!" she asked, looking up at Ferris again. "Are you going to do it?" she asked; she had never seen the boy actually paint before and didn't want him to feel forced to do something he didn't want only because her mother requested it.