Beyond what she had seen in the other paintings that served as her inspiration, particularly the dark Baroque works of Caravaggio, Mabel had never seen much of naked men, and maybe having a classmate strip down in front of her was supposed to stir some sort of desires in a girl her age. However, her interest was completely rooted in art and studying the human figure, although she did have some appreciation for the fact that Ignatius was at least in shape. They always seemed to be in the paintings.
Not sharing his embarrassment, Mabel moved from behind the easel and approached Ignatius, tapping the end of her wand against her chin in thought. "No," she disagreed, giving no indication to what until she charmed his blue sheet to a deep crimson instead.