Malachi was uncomfortable. The whole basis of the art lessons was that she was starting to see Ben rather than anything between her and Malachi. He kept his eyes on Ben's, trying not to give away how uneasy he was in all this. He couldn't care less about Alette and her art lessons. He cared that Ben was sitting in Azkaban. After a moment of awkward silence, he shrugged his shoulders. "I guess that means I'll have to owl her then to see if she's still interested?"