"So by personal slave, what do you mean? I don't really know the names for all this. I just know what a slave is." And what they lacked. They lacked a free will and now Alec was right there with them. He should be trying to get away, instead he is following Magnus into his giant house.
Food, food sounded good and his stomach started to growl. "Not to sound like a hick from the sticks, but no I have never had steak before. Most of my food was to keep us energized and not really for taste." Almost, if not all, was stolen. Never anything really good was stolen and Alec had often wondered around other types of food. "Is it good?"