"You could buy a mask and wear it to bed so you can see something different when you wake up," Alec suggested lightly, attempting what he knew was a lame joke. Alec saw something different every single time he looked at Magnus but he kept that quiet, not wanting to draw the inevitable question of 'what do you see?' when they were in public.

The coffee was growing colder but Alec finished it anyway before he spoke further. Magnus's words had twisted something in him, made him worry, made that doubt spike but he sounded casual when he said, "Is that what you're going to do? Move on from Manhattan?"