He loves this moment. He loves this part of Magnus just like he loves all parts of Magnus, but this is special. This is something only those closest to Magnus see, and to be allowed this privilege makes him feel more important than he’s ever been told he could be. As a boy, he grew up in Jace’s shadow, always quieter, always less worthy of praise. It didn’t matter that he could handle a bow like he was born for it. He just wasn’t fast enough, wasn’t charismatic enough, wasn’t good-looking enough. He’s used to it. He doesn’t expect or need to be seen to perform his job, and he’s always thought he could live with that, could spend the rest of his life cleaning up Jace’s messes and playing uncredited supporting roles. But then Magnus saw him. He saw him and found him the most interesting thing in a room that also contained Jace and Isabelle, and Alec can’t go back. He can’t forget the dizzy elation of being somebody’s first choice.