ooc: You're going to kill Ferris one of these days, Ruthers.

Vianna chuckled as Ferris joked, asking her if she thought he could make it all the way up the stairs. She watched as he then took the bags into his hands and disappeared up the stairs, returning to sight about two minutes later. Vianna looked up and smiled at the sight of him, watching as he walked down the stairs only to miss a step and stumble on his own feet. Vianna's blue eyes widened; normally, she would have laughed at him because she's just nice like that, but that fall looked a little too painful to laugh at; at least for now. "Are you alright?!" she asked, rushing over to the boy. She couldn't help but chuckle softly, though, as instead of complaining about any pain, the boy before her began to explain himself instead. "I wouldn't have thought so, unless you were suicidal or something of the sort," she told him with a soft chuckle, offering him a hand.