I Think You Are Very Selfless.

Why Do You Do These Things To Yourself? Not Just What You Did To The Window, But The Way You Talked To Clary. What Are You Punishing Yourself For? You Can't Help How You Feel.

He Banged On The Side Of The Carriage. "thomas! We Must Away At Once To The Nearest Brothel. I Seek Scandal And Low Companionship.

Actually," Clary Said, "i Think He Stayed Because Of Me." Jace's Glaze Flicked Up To Hers With A Flash Of Gold. "because Of You? Hoping For Another Hot Date, Was He?" Clary Felt Herself Flush. "no. And Our Date Wasn't Hot. In Fact, It Wasn't Even A Date. Anyway, That's Not The Point. When He Came Into The Hall, He Kept Trying To Get Me To Go Outside With Him So We Could Talk. He Wanted Something From Me. I Just Don't Know What." "or Maybe He Just Wanted You," Jace Said. Seeing Clary's Expression, He Added, "not That Way. I Mean Maybe He Wanted To Bring You To Valentine.

Well, She's Not Responding To My Advances," He Observed More Brightly Than He Felt, "so She Must Be Dead." "or She's A Woman Of Good Taste And Sense.

I Was Even A Little Glad That If It Wasn’t Going To Be Me She Wanted, It Was Going To Be Someone Who Really Deserved Her.