Best way to describe it is like a wax seal on an envelope - my magic's all sealed up, leaking out around it but until I can break it off completely it's going to be a pain in the ass.

[Sometimes he gets sobered, talking about his magic. About Wil.]

I probably should get people looking at it again. Oliver made the ring the last place we were, before our sugardaddy warlock added some of his own magic to lessen the effects.