"If it's not life or death, you don't hug me. You hugged me when Jace was kidnapped and when we found out our parents were divorcing but you don't randomly hug. You also don't talk about feelings and you were offended by me using soap and shampoo that smelled like sandalwood." The last few details weren't really important but they were common, familiar. "You don't talk about your love life and you treated Simon like you hated him because you were angry over something that wasn't his fault. You use anger and disinterest like they're shields."

No, not this Izzy. His Izzy. All the details led to only one real conclusion. "She uses anger and disinterest like they're shields." But this Izzy didn't. She was open in ways that he'd never seen before in his sister. "She supported me when I thought I didn't have anyone but she rarely hugged me."

After saying that, it probably was strange that he reached out and gently tugged one of her curls like he had tugged on Izzy's braids when he was a kid. "She went to Magnus' apartment and told him that she was okay with us dating. She proved that she accepted me. Magnus enchanted her whip so it wouldn't fail her when she needed it most."

Shaking off the thought, he focused on the runes that Clary had created for them. "The Fearless wore off when he needed it but we won the battle." Smiling as he looked down at the Alliance rune, he knew the description would shock her. "This one binds a Nephilim and Downworlder together. We each share some of the other's abilities." Arching an eyebrow in response to her comment, Alec's expression turned pensive as he thought of his parabatai. "Valentine experiments on Jace. Gave him angel blood. That's one reason why he always excelled in our training."