"Oh, Alex always sets the pace," Magnus says, totally sanguine. "He always knows what he wants and when he wants it and I'm happy to be told. I'm terrible at this stuff, and it takes out all the guesswork, you know?" He shifts a little, sitting up straighter. "But, um. We didn't really talk about it, after that kiss, because I was so stunned? And the next day, we were fighting Loki? On Naglfgr, the Ship of Nails. And all the jotuns. You know, final battle to stop Ragnarok from happening. So I challenged Loki to a flyting, and in the process of, um, attacking him, I accidentally let it slip that Alex had kissed me and that it was the best thing that ever happened to me. To Loki, who's her mom. And to all of our friends. And to all of the jotuns we were fighting. And so when we were on our boat after the battle, he was, like..." He laughs, making a face. "I still don't know what happened, to be honest. Hearthstone told me there were no words for it in sign language."