Drake listened with only half an ear to the headmistress. He scanned the building and tried to memorize the layout. Suddenly the girl next to him was sitting and they were supposed to be asking questions. To be honest, he didn't have many. Even if he did, the one he wanted to know had been asked anyway. There wasn't a point to speaking up. That was okay, he was used to not speaking a lot anyway. So he pulled out a small mechanical pencil and a piece of paper and started to draw. He drew a dragon head, a magic wand, an eye, anything to keep his hands busy. Sitting still wasn't his forte, and he needed to keep his hands busy. So he drew, which was the least disruptive thing he could do at the moment.