[Theo will circle back to notes and witchcraft - he's intently interested and he'll still choose to believe Oliver is much more talented than he'll give himself credit for, much like it is in reverse, but for now he's just watching Oliver look over the locket. Still feeling that... unsatisfied feeling as he gazes at what he made. Maybe this is how Willem felt more often than not, when magic was concerned. Knowing you could do better, greater things but having to start at gravel grazing levels, unattuned to it or held back. Theo wets his lips before answering:]

You gave me...

[He touches his fingers to his navel, thinking of the piercing that Oliver concocted to be a bit of a safety alarm. It's then he notices his fingertips are ashy, nail tips black but fading, and rubs his fingers together before dropping his hand to rest at his side.]

And it's like that, but more manual. You need me or want me to check in, just touch it. It'll share it like a nudge. I - am going to work on refining it like I said. But that's one of the first things I've ever made for someone else. Keep working on it with me?