He Looked At Her Levelly. There Was

You're My Brother." "those Words Don't Mean Anything Where We're Concerned. We Aren't Human. Their Rules Don't Apply To Us. Stupid Laws About What Dna Can Be Mixed With What. Hypocritical, Really, Considering. We're Already Experiments.

But That's What You're Doing, Isn't It? You're Part Of The Fight Just As Much As The Shadowhunters On The Ship—and I Know You Can Take Some Of My Strength, I've Heard Of Warlocks Doing That—so I'm Offering. Take It. It's Yours.

I Think You'll Find That One Would Be Self-defeating." Jace Said Lightly Shoving His Feet Into His Boots. "we Are Bound, He And I. Cut Him And I Bleed.

“he Has Many Things I Haven’t Got,” Said Jace. “like Nearsightedness, Bad Posture, And An Appalling Lack Of Coordination.” - Jace About Simon

This Time Magnus Answered It, His Voice Booming Through The Tiny Entryway. "who Dares Disturb My Rest?" Jace Looked Almost Nervous. "jace Wayland. Remember? I'm From The Clave." "oh, Yes." Magnus Seemed To Have Perked Up. "are You The One With The Blue Eyes?" "he Means Alec," Clary Said Helpfully. "no. My Eyes Are Usually Described As Golden," Jace Told The Intercom. "and Luminous." "oh, You're That One." Magnus Sounded Disappointed. If Clary Hadn't Been So Upset, She Would Have Laughed. "i Suppose You'd Better Come Up.