"Well, at least you don't have an Aunt Ethel recommending you get a trim the second your hair grows below your ears," Reid says with a wry smile. He hasn't actually spoken to Ethel in years, not since he'd sent his mom to Bennington, and Reid wouldn't say he misses her but she'd still been a part of the life he'd left behind. As a whole, he misses aspects of it, certain people, certain things he doesn't have access to here. Most of all, he wishes he could introduce Luke to his mom, just so she can see how happy he is.

His smile tightens briefly, his eyes flickering to the floor before he meets Alec's gaze again.

"Luke seems to like me the way I am, anyway," he says, "that's good enough for me. It's nice to know there's at least one person in this city who accepts me for who I am, no matter the circumstances."