[ His grin grows ever more coy as he watches Alec fuss with his device, looking anywhere but at Magnus's face. When Alec's brow furrows, though, so does Magnus's. ]
What is it? [ Magnus lifts up a bit on his toes to peer over Alec's shoulder. There's not much to read, as it turns out. The message is cryptic at best and, actually, just downright useless.
But he already knows he isn't going to stay here. It's all of their problem now. If nothing else, he's determined to get his damn magic back. (The thought of being without it for good is not one he's entertaining.)
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What is it? [ Magnus lifts up a bit on his toes to peer over Alec's shoulder. There's not much to read, as it turns out. The message is cryptic at best and, actually, just downright useless.
But he already knows he isn't going to stay here. It's all of their problem now. If nothing else, he's determined to get his damn magic back. (The thought of being without it for good is not one he's entertaining.)
He nods. ] We should lend a hand. Come on.