Ignatius was really confused. He didn't know what what happening, but at the very least, there was a book. Books he understood. He nodded at her words, eyes focusing on the book rather than her. That would be easy enough. It was the matter of reading it over and over again that might end up a little more bothersome than anything. He would do it, though. His eyes moved for a moment to look at the quill in his hand before he looked back at the book.
"Wha- Oh." Ignatius looked down, letting out a small breath before nodding and moving to do as she asked, trying not to show too much. Merlin, if Castor ever found out about this...he would tease him until the end of the world. Ignatius was certain that he would never tell him.