Magnus' lips tighten in the way of someone sucking on a bit of lemon. He doesn't like what he's hearing, mostly because it's taking the angry, self-righteous wind out of his sails and forcing him to consider more of Alec Lightwood than he had originally been intending to. He was willing to take into account that he was hot and interesting, but he hadn't wanted to see things from his side. That just made things... confusing.

"Maybe I could be more circumspect with my words," Magnus allows. "But you can't expect me to be very giving of someone who can summon me and order me about with a snap of his fingers. Especially so when he doesn't seem keen on giving me orders and instead just keeps me around so I can..."

Well, get used to the situation. Get comfortable. Get to liking Alec.

"So tell me, what's your reason for not sleeping with anyone? If it's so important, I want to know."