And Next Time You're Planning To Injure

D'you Think He Would Have Thought Ahead Like That?" Said Henry. "assuredly," Said Will. "the Man's A Strategist." He Tapped His Temple. "like Me.

He's A Cousin Of Some Friends Of The Lightwoods Or Something. He's Nice. I Promise." "nice, Bah. He's Gorgeous." Magnus Gazed Dreamily In His Direction. "you Should Leave Him Here. I Could Hang Hats On Him And Things." "no. You Can't Have Him." "why Not? Do You Like Him?" Magnus's Eyes Gleamed. "he Seems To Like You. I Saw Him Going For Your Hand Out There Like A Squirrel Diving For A Peanut.

Don't Touch Any Of My Weapons Without My Permission." "well, There Goes My Plan For Selling Them All On Ebay," Clary Muttered. "selling Them On What?" Clary Smiled Blandly At Him. "a Mythical Place Of Great Magical Power.

She Is Fine. She Hates Us Both But It Really Didn't Sound Like Anything Else Was Wrong

Hate Is Nothing When Weighed Against Survival. (valentine)