( he'd roll his eyes at theo talking himself down, but theo just did, so now it'd just look excessive. before he reaches over, oliver grabs onto theo's newly tattooed hand, presses his thumb against the ink to smear some of it against the tip of his thumb and--smears it against his own new ink. be real stupid not to finish the charm this late into the game.

and then he releases theo, to reach over towards the box. )

I'm not great at shit. Like, back home? I'm probably the worst witch I know. ( the nick here was untrained but strong--nick back home has learned how to use his talents properly. and pierce has always been great with his own magic. they're not like, the only witches oliver knows, but most his classmates had an easier time accessing magic than oliver did. nick is a powerhouse, oliver relies on using small amounts of magic spread over time to finish shit. or at least he did, before ragnor decided to boost him. ) I use notes for most shit here, because while I didn't give a shit about learning anything I figured some of it would be useful eventually. I'll show you the kindle app and saved images on my phone later--I've got a whole folder in my gallery full of pics of random text books, and ninety percent of the shit on my kindle app is saved texts from Pierce's library or school.

( arriving with his personal phone was handy. oliver's glad he hadn't arrived with something stupid--like one of pierce's pretentious novels or the old gamecube he kept at nick's place. he rips off the paper on the box easily enough, shoves a cookie into his mouth because oliver's never going to not shove sugar down his throat the moment it's offered to him.

and then reaches for the locket, thumb rubbing over the outside of it before he's pulling it open. )

It's sturdy, which's important with charms. ( a compliment first, before he's dragging his thumb over that inklike substance. ) Feels like you, just--angrier. What's it for?