Would you like to meet him? I could summon him up in a trice of you like. Being a warlock, and all.

You ask a lot of questions, don't you?" "My brother always says curiosity is my besetting sin.

But they love each other. Isn't that what love means? That you're supposed to be there for the other person to turn to, no matter what?

I'm a werewolf, not a golden retriever.

He looked back at her, and when she saw the look on his face, she saw his eyes at Renwick’s, when he had watched the Portal that separated him from his home shatter into a thousand irretrievable pieces. He held her gaze for a split second, then looked away from her, the muscles in his throat working.

Change is not always accomplished peacefully, but that does not make it disadventageous.

I was just wondering if you were armed. You want anything? Dagger, maybe?" He opened his own suit jacket just a bit, and Simon saw something long an metallic glinting against the inside lining. "No wonder you and Jace like each other so much. You're both crazy walking arsenals.