Maybe he's fussing a little too much but it's honestly rare that they do get to fuss like this, over something as simple as sitting while brewing a potion. Normally it's been post-demon-attack fussing, or something equally as bad, so this is a nice change.

Retrieving the chopsticks and the little containers of sauces from the takeout bag, Alec maneuvers a mini spring roll temptingly in front of Magnus's mouth. "It's going to work," he reassures his boyfriend once the treat is taken, following it up with a kiss to his temple. "And I'll help you, you know that."