Ignatius felt like he had been sitting for quite some time before awareness came back to him. That whole page was cemented in his mind now. He would never forget the correct way to juice a Snargaluff pod. He supposed that would be useful to him sometime. He would at least do well if that ever came up later in class or in an essay.
He wasn't exactly sure how long it took to paint, but he didn't suppose that it was a short process so he decided not to question it. However, when she spoke to him, he looked up. "What?"
Of course, he was cold, so it wasn't really untrue. It was just that he hadn't any clue how she could have known that.