"I think it's neat," Alec said spinning around in his chair to face Jace. "Maybe it's a nickname."

Jace shrugged and continued getting ready for breakfast with the family.

Alec took his pen to his wrist once more and wrote, "I have blue eyes and black hair," in his beautiful loopy handwriting.

He then decided to roll up his sleeves to prevent wet ink from getting on his cuff.

While he sat and waited for Jace to finish getting ready he let his mind wonder.

What was Stiles like? Was she like him, a Shadowhunter? Did she know of the world he was a part of? Would he ever be able to tell her about the real him? Where did she live? When would they meet? What was she like? And finally, would she even like who he was?