Jachym chose to continue reading his book rather than observe the actual transformation. He'd felt it start to work and was confident that his spell would do its work properly. "Good, I'll start preparing the materials while you shift."<br/><br/>He grumbled slightly though, he was running low on mana and if they boy didn't provide any soon he'd need to delay his next step by a week.His potion reserves were very low, though that thought gave him another idea. "Hmm, I wonder if I could make you produce mana potions some way."<br/><br/>An idle musing right now, though if his current research fell through it would make a good backup. Many mages were very concerned about their efficiency after all. It was also theoretically possible to alter the bodies production efficiency. "Yes, yes. That might just work." He continued muttering to himself, only breaking out of his own mind when his apprentice fell.<br/><br/>"Hmm, oh damnit," He said looking over his work. The man's eyes stayed on Arran's head, breasts, and hips for a long time. Though the gaze was a clinical one rather than the type of leer that would otherwise be anticipated. "I forgot to account for your musculature so your chest and hips aren't quite large enough, I'll fix that later. Also the hair, much too short for seducing people." He paused, and laughed to himself, "Unless you were going for a women like Master Resslin, she always liked her girls looking that way."<br/><br/>The mage turned around and started fishing through one of his shelves for a book about basic heat control spells. The boy, or rather girl now, had already shown some progress there so it was the logical place to begin.