I do love the ring that 'impeccable style' adds to my list of accomplishments. [He grins and smooths a hand over the deep red waistcoat he's wearing, fingers brushing against the black embroidered pattern. It seemed like the majority of the town had all conformed to the same fashion choices, but never let it be said that Magnus would fall into line for anything, especially drab clothes.

Frowning softly, he pats her hand where it's resting against his bicep. He'll have to refrain from asking her too many questions, knowing from experience how little that did to help the recovery process. At least she would have her brother to guide her through everything, and Magnus if he was able.]

Telling a Lightwood to rest is akin to telling the wind not to blow, but I'm glad to hear you didn't sneak out of the hospital before you were discharged. [Grinning, he guided her around a corner that would set them on a straight path to the house he shared with Alec.] You might be surprised how calming this town is, though. After all, it inspired your brother and me to settle down.