Saoirse is delighted by the display of magic. She listens to them both, but she has no idea what a fiancee is, or why Magnus had one. She does understand that this Alec person is cranky, though, and that his smiles look like frowns. She giggles and picks up a fish stick — her favorite! She wields it like a sword with glee for a moment before glancing around for the tartar sauce, like dad always makes for her. She glances up at both of them shyly, and pantomimes dunking her fish stick, eyes hopeful.