I dislike boats," Ragnor observed, looking around. "I get vilely seasick." The turning green joke was too easy. Magnus was not going to stoop to make it.

“It is hard to think of something as a gift when you have been tormented and imp…”

“What do you want?" Jace shrugged. "Clothes mostly, some weapons." Sebastion sho…”

“I swear on the Angel.” He ducked his head down, kissed her cheek. “The hell wit…”

“Shadowhunters were brought up to handle anything, weren't they?”