#for simon

He needed to stay away from that kid. He didn’t need to be dealing with any Chaos energy right now. He’d been avoiding it for so long, he’d forgotten why. But right now he just hoped that the kid wouldn’t also notice him back. Hopefully they couldn’t also sense the small amount of energy in his own body, or they wouldn’t turn and look at him. He’d been mistaken for a “Shadow” now a few times and didn’t want to be picked out as them again.

“Now very much against her will, she thought of the way Jace had looked at her then, the blaze of faith in his eyes, his belief in her. He had always thought she was strong. He had showed it in everything he did, in every look and every touch. Simon had faith in her too, yet when he'd held her, it had been as if she were something fragile, something made of delicate glass. But Jace had held her with all the strength he had, never wondering if she could take it--he'd known she was as strong has he was.”  - city of glass

And I know that I have to let you go