"You're not your father. I don't know him, but I know you. Maybe not as well I'd like."

[Sebastian blushed and fidgeted a bit, nearly dropping his bookmark.]

"I'm sorry. I know that...it's okay if you...if you don't...I'm okay. I'm healing."

[He gestured to his face where the blue and black had turned yellow and sort of green. His lip was mostly healed already and it still hurt to move certain ways when getting out of bed or lifting books up over his head. He was more worried about Alec and Magnus and the voice in his head telling him how selfish he was.]

"I don't think the demon was interested in the same things Christian Scott had been."