"Jace," Alec said. "Magnus needs to dress everyone up. Trust me. And your shoulders are good." He nodded. "Mine is just stripped down to mostly the minimum of what you have to have in there, plus saying I live with him, and that I can work and buy things and move around on my own, much as they let us." He half smiled, fingers picking at the crust of his sandwich without eating it yet, peeking up at Jace with a little bit of the new flirtation that Alec didn't really know he did. "Just him?" he asked. He frowned thoughtfully. "That's the new place he took on, right?"

"He was upset, at first," Alec admitted. "I assumed that because we'd talked about me and Magnus and both of us with other people, that it would be the same with you. But you're different. He knew what you'd meant to me and how I felt and I think he felt like you wanting me back meant I'd just have everything I'd wanted - you, Magnus, both here. And that I wouldn't need him when he couldn't be here all the time. But we talked and worked it out. He's okay with sharing, and he knows that it doesn't change how I feel about him. We just have to always talk."