It is the mundanes who look at me and see something they do not understandโa boy who is not quite white and not quite foreign either." "Just as I am not human, and not demon either," Tessa said softly. His eyes softened. "You are human," he said. "Never think you are not. I have seen you with your brother; I know how you care for him. If you can feel hope, guilt, sorrow, loveโthen you are human.
Cassandra ClareHe shone all over. Only Magnus, Simon thought resignedly, would have access to sequined battle armor.
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