He's not a patient man but he does wait for her. Waits a good minute before he gets the urge to peek into his journal again, even though he knows it won't be good. The conversation between himself and Delaney has gotten hot, too hot for him to handle. It makes him want to curse and scream and... just as Susan comes into view he reads what Delaney posts about names.
Oliver.
REALLY?
He is distracted momentarily when she nears. His heart skips a beat. He's never thought highly of working class witches but Holy Helga she looks good enough to..
"Can I borrow a quill? I mean, sorry, fuck I just.. need a quill, real quick?"