“By the time Alec came back into the training room, Jace was lying on the floor, envisioning lines of dancing girls in an effort to ignore the pain in his wrists. It wasn’t working.~pg. 317~”

“Alec watched them through the half-open door, Jace leaned against the sink as his adoptive sister sponged his wrists and wrapped them in a white gauze. “Okay, now take off your shirt.” (Isabelle)“I knew there was something in this for you.” (Jace)~pg. 329~”

“Magnus wants to shout at me, don’t you, Magnus?” (Jace)“Yes,” Magnus said, tearing his eyes away from Alec long enough to scowl.-pg.275-”

“I'ts a girl" Jace said, recovering his composure. "Surely you've seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one.”

“It's not funny, Jace," Alec interrupted, starting to his feet. "Are you just going to let her stand there and call me names?" "Yes," Jace said kindly. "It'll do you good-- try to think of it as endurance training.”

“JACE WAYLAND," she said. "Explain yourself."Jace was glaring at the cat. "I told you to bring me to Alec! Backstabing Judas."Church rolled onto his back, purring contentedly.”

“We came to see Jace. Is he alright?""I don't know," Magnus said. "Does he normally just lie on the floor like that without moving?”