[Faster because his magical energy was not what it used to be and he was still fine-tuning the calibration of what he could and couldn't do. Losing control of that would be unfortunate, especially at the tail end of everything he's already dealt with.

Magnus steps up to the bar and orders a cocktail for himself and made it clear with a throw of a hand in Ian's direction that whatever he had was on him too.]

Payment for what exactly? If you're insinuating what I think you're insinuating, I'm not interested. Consider it charity if you have to. I stopped hooking up with strangers outside of bars during winter storms during the Libertine era, and I certainly never paid them for it.