"Oh?" Mason's interest was piqued as he polished off his snack. He leaned back on his hands, legs stretched out before him, getting comfortable. "How are you finding it?" It would be wildly different than the type of teaching Mason was doing, but no less work, a different kind of difficult, he was sure. "What is it that you are teaching them?" Irvingly might not be any magical subjects, just the basics of arithmetic and reading, but having a good sense of both would help the students no matter how far they went with their education.