"There's nothing to be sorry for. And he'll keep his promise. Jace never hurt me intentionally," he said softly, taking in Sebastian's expression and knowing that he had caused it. It was his fault that his boyfriend was thinking of the worst parts of his past. Muttering a curse under his breath, one that Jace would complain about since 'bloody' wasn't a word that American Shadowhunters should use, he glanced over at his parabatai.

It was one of the looks that had become habit for them on hunts. Entire conversations could occur with just looks, quirks of eyebrows and subtle changes in expressions. I need to go there now. Jace would understand both what he meant and why he needed to leave. Another shift in expression that was a silent apology before giving Jace concise directions to Sebastian's quarters and the ones Alec shared with Magnus.

He felt a twinge of guilt that he couldn't show Jace the way but he had to get to Sebastian. "I'll be there in a couple of minutes," he promised before he started running the familiar path to Sebastian's room. When he reached the door, he almost skidded to a stop, knocking on the door as he shoved the bookmark back into his pocket.