Alec knew he should look away even if she really couldn't see anything. The whole situation was improper and even if Magnus didn't care about his reputation, he didn't want others to think poorly of her. But he couldn't break their gaze, staring into beautiful golden eyes instead of trying to scrape together some sense of normalcy.
Then sadness dimmed his thoughts as Magnus described being 'expendable.' It was something he'd lived with for year. He knew how much that hurt. "You wouldn't be expendable, Magnus, even if you didn't know how to heal demon poisons. Laughing softly at himself, he finally looked away, reaching for the soap so he could start to scrub away the remnants of the fight. "But I"m glad that you do have that skill."
The worst of it had been cleaned away, probably so that Catarina could see how badly he was injured and to dress the wounds but he still felt itchy like none of it had been washed away. Pausing when she mentioned Ragnor's fit, he turned to stare in Magnus' direction. "He burned down a ship?" If he could get that angry over things, maybe Alec shouldn't linger longer than it took to heal enough to stay upright on his own. "If my being here is going to be a problem, you can leave me at the next port. The Clave will find a way to get me home."
The Clave might want to ignore him, but his family was too important for the Clave to abandon him completely when he technically hadn't done anything wrong. At least nothing that could be proven. "I don't want to cause trouble."
Even if the idea of leaving caused the energy to drain out of him so that he felt hollow inside. He liked Magnus. He had the feeling he'd like Catarina as well once he got to know her. But he couldn't cause problems among her crew.
Especially when Magnus had helped him and shown him a kindness that few others had. "I think you are the reason I came back." That he remembered, someone calling him back when he was delirious and certain he'd die. "I wanted to but..." He'd fought, but it'd been Magnus' voice and those catlike eyes that had kept him from becoming lost in the haze of pain and fear. "I was lost until you brought me back."
He still felt lost... at least when he considered going back home. Once he stepped off the ship, he'd never see Magnus again. The thought hurt worse than any of his injuries that still twinged when he moved wrong, a constant ache that confused him just as much as it pained him. Why would he want to stay when two of the three people he'd met on the ship wanted him gone and Magnus...
She was special even if she didn't realize it. Even if he wanted to see his siblings, he couldn't help wishing that he'd see her again after he returned to the Institute but he doubted that would ever happen. Why would Magnus want to see him again... and how would his parents react to a warlock showing up at their doorstep?
Sighing quietly, he tried not to think of the Institute or his family, focusing on the now instead of the way his heart sank at the idea of returning so quickly. "I'll try not to be in the way until I have to leave."
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Date: 2013-09-01 08:14 pm (UTC)From:Then sadness dimmed his thoughts as Magnus described being 'expendable.' It was something he'd lived with for year. He knew how much that hurt. "You wouldn't be expendable, Magnus, even if you didn't know how to heal demon poisons. Laughing softly at himself, he finally looked away, reaching for the soap so he could start to scrub away the remnants of the fight. "But I"m glad that you do have that skill."
The worst of it had been cleaned away, probably so that Catarina could see how badly he was injured and to dress the wounds but he still felt itchy like none of it had been washed away. Pausing when she mentioned Ragnor's fit, he turned to stare in Magnus' direction. "He burned down a ship?" If he could get that angry over things, maybe Alec shouldn't linger longer than it took to heal enough to stay upright on his own. "If my being here is going to be a problem, you can leave me at the next port. The Clave will find a way to get me home."
The Clave might want to ignore him, but his family was too important for the Clave to abandon him completely when he technically hadn't done anything wrong. At least nothing that could be proven. "I don't want to cause trouble."
Even if the idea of leaving caused the energy to drain out of him so that he felt hollow inside. He liked Magnus. He had the feeling he'd like Catarina as well once he got to know her. But he couldn't cause problems among her crew.
Especially when Magnus had helped him and shown him a kindness that few others had. "I think you are the reason I came back." That he remembered, someone calling him back when he was delirious and certain he'd die. "I wanted to but..." He'd fought, but it'd been Magnus' voice and those catlike eyes that had kept him from becoming lost in the haze of pain and fear. "I was lost until you brought me back."
He still felt lost... at least when he considered going back home. Once he stepped off the ship, he'd never see Magnus again. The thought hurt worse than any of his injuries that still twinged when he moved wrong, a constant ache that confused him just as much as it pained him. Why would he want to stay when two of the three people he'd met on the ship wanted him gone and Magnus...
She was special even if she didn't realize it. Even if he wanted to see his siblings, he couldn't help wishing that he'd see her again after he returned to the Institute but he doubted that would ever happen. Why would Magnus want to see him again... and how would his parents react to a warlock showing up at their doorstep?
Sighing quietly, he tried not to think of the Institute or his family, focusing on the now instead of the way his heart sank at the idea of returning so quickly. "I'll try not to be in the way until I have to leave."