Smiling at Alec, wondering how he was so lucky to be married to this man, Magnus nodded like Alec had said the most obvious thing in the world. "You're a good leader, whether you think so or not. Jace may have charisma and Isabelle may have tenacity, but you have compassion. And the other two, if you ask me, but the three of you have very different leadership styles." Which was yet another reason he'd been drawn to the eldest Lightwood sibling rather than the younger ones.
"You are worthy of being shown to the world, and not just because you have a nice ass," he teased lightly, hoping Alec knew by now that Magnus loved him for so much more than how he looked while wearing tight leather pants. Smile softening, he kissed Alec once more. "Not all prisons are physical, my love, and cannot be escaped with spells." After all, Camille had held him under her power for far longer than Magnus should have allowed, or would at this point in time or ever again in the future.
Sensing that the topic of memories was unsettling Alec, Magnus reached for both of his hands and help them together in his lap. "It will take time to decide. I don't want you thinking that I don't trust you, or our relationship, just because some of the pieces are missing. But it's hard to know who I am when I can't remember all of it..." He sighed, looking down at their clasped hands and lifting one to kiss the ring adorning Alec's left hand. "And it would take time to perfect a spell. Here, we have the time." Alec was safe here, from his culture and society and all the dangers that came with his important job in life.
"Jace," he sighed, remembering the reason they were talking in the first place. "Yes, we need to figure out what's causing him to act so strangely other than your apparent death." Which obviously didn't happen, both because Alec was alive and Magnus remembered bringing him back. "Would you like to confront him, or see how it plays out for now? He's your parabatai, and I'll follow you're lead in this."
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"You are worthy of being shown to the world, and not just because you have a nice ass," he teased lightly, hoping Alec knew by now that Magnus loved him for so much more than how he looked while wearing tight leather pants. Smile softening, he kissed Alec once more. "Not all prisons are physical, my love, and cannot be escaped with spells." After all, Camille had held him under her power for far longer than Magnus should have allowed, or would at this point in time or ever again in the future.
Sensing that the topic of memories was unsettling Alec, Magnus reached for both of his hands and help them together in his lap. "It will take time to decide. I don't want you thinking that I don't trust you, or our relationship, just because some of the pieces are missing. But it's hard to know who I am when I can't remember all of it..." He sighed, looking down at their clasped hands and lifting one to kiss the ring adorning Alec's left hand. "And it would take time to perfect a spell. Here, we have the time." Alec was safe here, from his culture and society and all the dangers that came with his important job in life.
"Jace," he sighed, remembering the reason they were talking in the first place. "Yes, we need to figure out what's causing him to act so strangely other than your apparent death." Which obviously didn't happen, both because Alec was alive and Magnus remembered bringing him back. "Would you like to confront him, or see how it plays out for now? He's your parabatai, and I'll follow you're lead in this."