"I just need you to tell me what you want the word to be," Gilmore replied, blinking slowly and looking at Theo. "I'll put it in the broom, so that when you say it it'll fly." He didn't want to say 'magic word', but that's pretty much what it was.
He hummed softly, as much of a laugh as he could manage whilst he was focusing. "It takes a long time, so I hope they're patient. Tell me your word and I can finish up."
And the sooner he could finish up, the sooner he could see if the broom actually worked. Gilmore was pretty sure it would, he was confident to the point of cockiness in his abilities. He'd have to remember to tell Theo to ask Percy about adding seats or stirrups or whatever else was needed for comfort. The places his runes were were itchy, too. It was probably good they were coming to an end today.