( alec smiles softly at rafa's enumeration. it's pretty much what he would have expected from his friend, and they're good wishes. in all of their differences, their desire to protect their loved one and see peace are shared. )

Good ones. ( he shifts a little on his feet, letting rafa's question hang before taking another sip of his drink. a hand comes to the back of his neck to rub at it. it's not sheepish, though. there's a lot they have to deal with, together, after recent events back home, and surely more to come and throw a wrench in any future plans they make. but alec has always wanted a family, and his certainty that magnus is the person he wants it with is ironclad. )

One day. Not yet, but — I don't want it to take too long, either. I didn't think it'd be possible before I was immortal. ( and now that it is, he hopes it doesn't take three centuries. )