Indigo was not surprised to find that he was one of the first to arrive in Transfiguration. He generally kept his mealtimes brief, preferring to get away from the crowded Great Hall as soon as possible. He used to eat in the kitchen fairly often but now that was obviously impossible and he had to make do with the Great Hall as his only source of food. He'd followed a few people up to the classroom, remembering the warnings to avoid going anywhere alone in case one of those fluffy things showed up and tried to eat you.

"Good afternoon professor," He greeted politely as he entered the classroom. Nobody he really knew was there yet so he took a seat and waited for the lesson to start. As he did, he contemplated the items on his desk. Were they going to be eating in class? It seemed a bit unnecessary, considering they had just finished with lunch.