It isn't a surprise to hear how Reid viewed him upon their first meeting. He knew he could have excused his behavior with how he'd arrived, with what he'd seen and done just before arriving but he isn't all that sorry. He'd grown up a certain way and had been raised to view the rules and restrictions the Clave had set out as unbreakable and unquestionable.

"If you did, we'd have some issues," Alec said and though he was serious, his tone was light. He didn't think Reid would go around telling people who he was or about the Soul Sword or anything else. He wasn't Valentine, he wasn't Hodge. "But, it's not something I think you're going to do."

Alec would have said he could recognized a turncoat when he saw one but he hadn't recognized Hodge. They'd let Hodge into their lives, let him live in the Institute and had learned from him, cared for him. So, he knew he didn't have that ability but Reid wasn't Hodge. Reid wasn't out for himself and Reid had genuinely tried to engage Alec over the course of the last few months. He'd looked further than just the fact that he was a Shadowhunter and had tried to encourage other interests.

Reid wasn't Hodge. He was better.