"Mmnh… I guess I’ll have to, but most of it awfully basic. I mean, sure you can make some paper seals but the most they can keep out is the odd poltergeist, not a god-level demon."
He picks up his fork and taps it against his plate a few times, frowning unhappily.
"Well, I guess there’s not much we - or, I - can do about this at the moment. Pouting won’t solve anything. I need to figure out how to get my magic back from that beast any way I can, come hell or high water. Though I hope it doesn’t come to the hell part." He said, grabbing his plate and the cake still in it’s tin, walking over to the counter.
"Let’s clean up, shall we? You made quite the spectacular mess here baking, didn’t you? It’s quite… impressive."
Ted grins sheepishly, his fingers drumming idly against the sides of his jaw..
"Yeaaahh. It's, uh.. pretty hard, trying to keep everything neat AND stop your head from falling off at the same time. Go figure."
He sets his head on the counter and starts to gather up the dishes and depositing them into the sink.
"And I'm sure you'll think of something soon. I mean, you're a great sorcerer, yeah. But you're super smart, Necro. I believe in you."