Magnus blinked at Baz, belatedly realizing that perhaps he, too, should speak with his fiancee who lived with him and would probably have an Opinion or two about having a child move in with them. But brain synapses were funny things. If you did something enough times, the brain could link it with a positive feeling. Such as with Magnus' brain, which linked terrible ideas with a great deal of fun. This was probably a terrible idea, which meant Magnus had to do it. It was in his biology, basically.

Seeing that Saoirse had no complaints with the arrangement, Magnus nodded and snapped his fingers, summoning her fish sticks from the oven. He put them on a plate on the coffee table with a napkin, then thought to add juice. With a little blue wisp of magic, they cooled to the perfect temperature to eat.

"I'll talk to Alec," he said, then added as though sharing a secret with Saorise, "That's my fiancee. You'll like him."