Magnus might be the eyes that saw the best in him, but she was also the reason he kept trying when it felt like he would never be a proper Shadowhunter or ever please his parents. Even if he never did those things, if Magnus believed in him, was proud of him, then he could live with the disapproval of others. "That means the world to me, Magnus. You give me hope."

The brush of Magnus' lips against his skin made it impossible to hide that shiver. A quiet sound caught in his throat before he remembered that he had to at least try not to act like he was head over heels for her.

Which meant he should agree that forever was impossible, but he refused to lie. "It wouldn't." He was saying too much too soon. If he should ever dare say such things, but that was the only thing he could rely on since he couldn't be charming like the other boys. "I would be happy to have forever with you."

As she spoke of safety, his fingers brushed through her dark hair, trying to bring comfort, knowing that whatever had happened to Magnus before she'd arrived in London had to have been terrible. "I'll do everything I can to keep you safe, but yo only have to tell me what you want about your past. If you want to tell me, I'll listen, but if you're not ready, I'll be patient."