It's Simon, he's missing."


Ahh." said Magnus delicately "Missing what exactly?"


Missing!" Jace repeated "As in gone, absent, notable for his lack of presence, disappeared

You like the party?
Is it in honour of anything?
My cat's birthday.
Where's your cat?
I don't know, he ran away.

I have a high pain threshold. In fact, it's more of a large and tastfully decorated foyer than a threshold. But I do get easily bored

aren't you, uh... reproducing?

"sure, we love reproducing it's one of our favorite things.

Have you fallen in love with the wrong person yet?'
Jace said, "Unfortunately, Lady of the Haven, my one true love remains myself."
..."At least," she said, "you don't have to worry about rejection, Jace Wayland."
"Not necessarily. I turn myself down occasionally, just to keep it interesting.

Sometimes when she looks at him that way he finds himself almost blushing; a feeling so strange he almost doesn’t recognize it. Jace Wayland doesn’t blush.