Cayn would be sitting right where he'd been when she'd started studying the book, his focus entirely on her.  Watching her go at things so studiously was entertaining him beyond belief.  How long had it been since he'd seen something like this, someone so taken by a new thing that it was nearly obsessive?  Xyveris would have said that he'd seen it when he'd taken Cayn under his wing and brought him into the Night Parade.  A few others, perhaps, had experienced similar with one thing or another.  But as it was, Cayn kept himself occupied during her studies by going over other grimoires he possessed that would keep her occupied.<br/><br/>She'd have to spend some time practicing those ones before she could get to the more potent stuff, and she'd have to do it on creatures that would be susceptible to the magic.  The Mage Hand was easy enough to practice, but depending on the others, he'd have to find something to use.  Read Magic would work well for some of the grimoires, but again he'd have to be careful to select only the appropriate ones.  The slightly offensive cantrips could be cast in a large room on walls, he imagined.  What else would she choose?<br/><br/>When she looked up, he was still looking at her, smiling slightly.  "I hear the hunger coming," Cayn said with a laugh.  "What would you like to have for dinner?  I will have it prepared.