"Codependent twin spouses," Terrence said with a laugh. "Sounds hot." He got himself a drink too, though he wasn't going to go through it as quickly as Alec. He brought the bottle over to the couch with him, though, so they could be lazy about their refills.
The turn back towards his own doings, though, made him raise an eyebrow. "Laying low? You're kidding, right? I got all up in the Ministry's business, with my hit wizard gig. Being trained to hunt bad guys and bitch-slap idiots. Not that the latter is in the official job description. Other than that: hanging out with our Acromantulas, training hawks to use firethrowers, shagging my she-devil - that's not in order of decreasing frequency, mind you - and generally enjoying being back in civilization."
He refilled Alec's glass, and looked at him, tilting his head. "Why so reclusive, Harper?"