Jace stared at Alec for a long minute. "Okay?" He blinked, and realized that Alec was maybe expecting him to be disappointed or angry at him. "Alec. You get to do what you want, and no one's judging you for it, so there's nothing wrong with that? I'm more concerned with the whole getting drugged into it, or someone ordering you to do something you don't like? Magnus and uh, whoever else... is good for you? You're happy? Then I'm happy for you." Jace had no idea really, because he was still new, but what Alec was describing didn't seem too extreme, either.

He made a face, taking a deep breath. He felt flushed and oddly inclined to just blurt things out. Things he had no business telling Alec. "I think that's why they made me a submissive. They figured out my secrets."

He sighed. "Alright. So how do we get back without losing my only change of clothes? You sure Magnus wants me back there? I can stay here, Alec. I don't want to be in the way of... whatever you've got going."