"No, not yet," Luke says and he's not at all surprised that Alec has. There's something there, he's sure of it, he's seen it in the glances they exchange, in the way they look at each other when they know the other isn't looking and Luke remembers that. He remembers it well. Not that long ago he'd been looking at Reid that way, but before that, for twenty years, he'd looked at Jocelyn Fray the way Magnus looks at Alec.

But it isn't his place to get involved. They'll work things out, he trusts that, and until then, he'll simply be here if one or the other needs to talk about it.

"But I'm sure he's done exactly that," he continues with a soft laugh. "Every time I went to his place in Manhattan, he'd done something new to it. We would take Clary almost every year toward the end and it was always different. All that change would make me dizzy."