Viola blinks at the uncertain response at first, before gently reminding herself that this girl is shy. It might be best to let her set the pace, but she'd continue talking to see if she could learn more about her.

So she leisurely leads the way to her cabin. There was supposedly another person in there with her, but Viola was often gone most of the day and had yet to see her cabin-mate when she inevitably crashed on the bed to sleep.

But the communal room is cozy, perhaps just as cozy as that place in the library before she crashed, so she set her food aside on the table. "Make yourself comfortable. I'm sure there's some silverware around here somewhere..." And she would scramble to go get it.