The smell inside the lab was enough to make even the solid lump of porridge and honey start to stir in distress, so Arran went across quietly to open a couple of windows and try and air the room out. As much as the smell was annoying, he didn't want to wake his teacher as this morning was all about getting him in a good mood. Good apprentice, no need to force him to fuck for mana. Just nice simple learning. Maybe evening learning how to shapechange back to his original form.<br/><br/>So, to start with at least, Arran just sat carefully on a stool and waited. And waited.<br/><br/>And then got bored, stood up and wandered over to the table to see if he could make heads or tails of any of the notes.