"There's more than enough pie to go around, Magnus," Luke answers mildly, brushing some of the glitter from his knee, although he's certain there's some in the hair as well and that he just leaves. Someone will get it for him later or they won't. It's a rather nice reminder of the fact that he's no longer the only Downworlder in Darrow and he's quite pleased to have Magnus here. Not even only for his own sake, but for Alec as well.

"Far from enough Spencer, though, so I'll trust you not to indulge in him if you can help it," he adds dryly, looking up at the warlock. "And to be fair, I was trapped in a world with extremely limited food for ten days with a werewolf metabolism. I deserve at least an entire pie."