“What happened to you?” He asked the redhead as takes a few steps closer to really look over Clary. “Do you want me to help with the few cuts you do have?” He offered know that she would more then likely say no.
Clary bit her lip, not really wanting to talk about it. “I tripped.” she half-lied, looking away. “I’ve had worse, Magnus, I’ll be fine, I promise.” Right now she just needed to breathe after dealing with a fair amount of demons trying to attack the city. “How about some tea?”
“There is and a great example of what to much coffee does is Simon.”
Isabelle laughed a little and gave a tiny little shrug as she nodded and sipped her drink anyway. “Okay, while that may be true, I don’t think he’s drinks coffee in that level of quantity, Magnus.”
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