Vianna laughed aloud as Ferris went on about not being able to trust anything anymore, mentioning how the world had turned upside down for him and different coloured things no longer tasted how they were supposed to. She then smiled as his lips met her cheek and he thanked her for the popsicle. "You're welcome, Professor," she told him, a smile on her face as she watched him eat his popsicle, looking much like a cute little kid. The young girl then turned her attention to the only two other popsicles left and decided to try out the purple one. And fortunately for her, it tasted like watermelon. "Y'know," she started after a moment's silence. "You've really got some luck, Professor... the nasty flavours are like one in a million, they really don't come that often," she said with a soft chuckle, amused that the poor boy had ended up taking that one in a million chance.