If the first question hadn't been enough to make Magnus still -- curious and careful as a cat -- then the second comment definitely did the trick.

No one said his eyes were beautiful. Terrifying, maybe. The things of nightmares or dark seduction. But never simply beautiful. Never admired openly and frankly and... sweetly.

If demons could blush, he would have right then and there. But as it was, Magnus could only sit on the countertop, feeling his mouth go dry.

"...Sorry?"