He starts an automated test and gives the stream of summons his full attention, and gets one a moment later.
"Roxbury mentioned witchcraft's addictive and dangerous. We can probably cough up a witch who's heavy-duty enough to do it without serious problems but they'd be a little tough to schedule for obvious reasons. I did my own mental defenses and I had to pretend to be sick for a week."
"I mean, I wouldn't go that far, I still did it for myself, but I can't just whip up a set of wards right now unless I want to be high for three days and pissy for four."
"Yeah. I'll remind Roxbury." She flips to elsewhere in her notebook and writes this down.
It's much more comprehensible this time, though it's still slow going. When he's surprised she doesn't already know this or that, he detours to explain the necessary concepts.
"Sure. I've got a training thing I'm supposed to do sometime today if you don't need me."
"Some of that, and I have to be in decent physical condition to the limits of my ability, and I need to know the standard spells."
Next time she comes by with a meal she also has his partially disassembled flashlight in a box.