Oliver bared his teeth in a smile, but there was no feeling behind it. He didn't want to wait a month, he wanted to go home. He didn't discuss the few emotions he had either readily or well, but he was a complainer who liked to make his presence felt.
"You have more patience than I do," he told Izzy with a shrug. "Still combining magic with science, I guess. Maybe a second pair of eyes would help you. I'm not much for using technology in spell-casting, but if there's a pattern to be found two heads can only be better than one. I can start at the tower if you'd like, since maybe that's part of what brought us here. If it's a nexus, maybe you should focus one of your readers on it. It could only help, right?"