"Magnus?" Sebastian looked towards the man he guessed was Magnus a felt a slight sick feeling twisting a bit in his gut. What if he'd come here before everything? Would he have been brought in with Jack? It was a line of thinking he couldn't follow any further. The whole point of Julliard and New York had been to help him get over the pain of losing Jack and to move on with his life. Or maybe he had been using it as an excuse to hide from everything. Bury himself in music.

To be honest, he had no idea anymore.

Here he was in a forest with a group of people he would have never imagined meeting searching for animals who could speak. And just from the tiniest bit of conversation he was guessing father problems were definitely universal. Which also made him wonder. How old was Alec? He looked young. But he also felt older. More experienced.

Nothing like Sebastian.