Barrett settled into his seat, a smile on his face as we watched the other get back to teaching the lesson, "Not a peep I promise," he murmured quietly, before really settling into silence. He didn't want to bother Elias and get himself thrown out, so he would do his best to keep silent, though that meant he pretty immediately started shifting in his set, feet tapping, hands twitching, just utterly capable of having a single moment without motion. Through all this though, his eyes remained trained to the easel that Elias was using as as simple, even if it wasn't a complex painting, it was still something created by the other man, and Barrett really did believe art, by any artist, was partly a portrait of them, so he looked forward to learning about the other through this simple act.