Vianna gave a soft, almost inaudible "aw" as Ferris merely rejected her idea and rolled over a bit more in his new bed on the floor. The girl was quiet then, merely watching him with the most pleading of sparkling blue eyes she could manage, though in her mind she was scheming. Why was her husband being specially difficult that night!? She thought very quietly to herself, her blue eyes admiring his features before locking on his brown eyes, almost looking like a puppy who longed to be petted by their owner but was being ignored instead. One of her hands came to sight then, as she brought it down and allowed it to meet the boy's curls absentmindedly, very gently running her fingers through his soft hair. "Mm... I wish I didn't have to sleep alone tonight..." she said softly with a bit of a pout, her hand still absentmindedly playing with the boy's curls. "It's so lonely up here..." she continued, the mischief well-hidden behind her saddened blue eyes.