( Alec covers Magnus’ hand with his own where it rests on his leg. )

Right. Practical. That’s us. I’ll bring like a toothbrush, change of clothes, coffee maker...Necessities. For practicality’s sake.

( He nudges Magnus’ foot with his own and looks up from where their hands are joined. Alec studies Magnus’ face, careful and searching but affectionate. He couldn’t help but feel like Magnus was more careful than usual with him, tiptoeing around something. Was he already regretting telling Alec that he could leave a few things here? He was having trouble reading him right now. )