"Watching Jace hug Isabelle, she tried to school her features into a happy and loving expression."Are you all right?"Simon asked, with some concern. "Your eyes are crossing."
"Is standing by the window muttering about blood something he does all the time?"asked Simon."No,"Jace said. "Sometimes he sits on the couch and does it."
"I don't do what I'm told, but I might do what you want if you ask me nicely."
"You could have fooled me. Everytime I called you, Luke said you were sick. I figured you were avoiding me. Again.""I wasn't. I did want to talk to you. I've been thinking about you all the time.""I've been thinking about you, too.""I really was sick. I swear. I almost died back there on the ship, you know.""I know. Everytime you almost die, I almost die myself."
"There's no need to clarify my finger snap,"said Magnus. "The implication was clear in the snap itself."
"You might want to lie down,"Magnus advised. "I find that it helps when the crushing sense of horrible realization sets in."