Is standing by the window muttering about blood something he does all the time?" asked Simon. "No," Jace said. "Sometimes he sits… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Simon: 'You know men. We have delicate egos.' Clary: 'I wouldn't describe Jace's ego as delicate.' Simon: 'No, Jace's is sort of… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Suddenly reminded, she clapped a hand over her mouth. "Oh- Simon!" "No, I'm Jace," he said patiently. "Simon is the weaselly little… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
