I think he's jealous.
unrequitted love amuses me
As it turned out, everyone wanted a doughnut. Jace wanted two.
Doubtless the lunatic asylums of the world are filled with unfortunate women who have failed to see my charms.
Of course he loves me. I’m his sister.” “Blood isn’t love,” said Magnus, and his voice was bitter.
It was sometimes inconvenient to have the gold-green, slit-pupilled eyes of a cat, but this was usually easily hidden with a small glamour, and if not, well, there were quite a few ladies-and men-who didn't find it a drawback.