He'll Come Back," Simon Said Again. "for

The Only One Who Gets To Canoodle In My Bedroom Is My Magnificent Self.

So, What Are You?" "what I Am Is Someone Who Doesn't Want You To Jump Out Of The Window. The Rest Are Details.

His Eyes Shone When He Looked At Her, Green As Spring Grass. He Has Always Had Green Eyes, Said The Voice In Her Head. People Often Marvel At How Much Alike You Are, He And Your Mother And Yourself. His Name Is Jonathan And He Is Your Brother; He Has Always Protected You. Somewhere In The Back Of Clary’s Mind She Saw Black Eyes And Whip Marks, But She Didn’t Know Why. He’s Your Brother. He’s Your Brother, And He’s Always Taken Care Of You.

I've Always Been Told My Presence Brightened Up Any Room. One Might Think That Went Doubly For Dank Underground Cell." (jace)

What Are You? The Voice Came From Nowhere. It Was In The Room. It Was Outside. It Was In Magnus's Head. "a Warlock," Magnus Answered. "and What Are You?" We Are Many. "please Do Not Say You Are A Legion. Someone's Taken That." Do You Make Mirth From Mundane Scriptures, Warlock? "just Breaking The Ice