At the word sex she made a scrunchy face. Totally like her dad to say "stupid stuff" in placement of the words "don't have sex". Though she laughed at him a little at his comment, "Not really?" she said and then went serious as he spoke about his mother. She rubbed his back more and sighed. She felt sorry that his mom yelled at him - but he had her now. Viola knew he liked her company and she knew he felt better near her. She smiled warmly as he hugged her and she took his hand, watching his yawning face. She lead him back to her room and kept the door cracked open, mainly to show her dad nothing wasn't going on. Even though she knew he knew nothing would. She let go of his hand and closed the single curtain on the window turning on a lamp by the bathroom door and jumped up on her bed, crawling the rest of the way to snuggle into the few pillows on it. The blankets were solid color of navy blue. Around her room, it was hardly girlie. More like a guest room. Thats how she liked it though.