Alec thought over that. He had met supernaturals that were slaves, but he had assumed that possible one of their parents had been a slave their family had sold them. Other than that he thought that most stuck up for themselves. Werewolves to werewolves, witches to witches and what now.
Alec moved over slightly, leaving the warmth that his body had created. his face was a flame, but he moved to blow out the candle so they were in the dark, but pretty soon his eyes would get use to the dark. He licked his lips before speaking.
"Untoward me? Who says that anymore?" He asked, turning on his side towards Magnus, but he looked anywhere but his eyes. God this was a bad idea, he was already get bothered, just having the man so close, and his smell. Alec bit his lip before he said something stupid.