Izzy couldn't decide if it was just the things that she was hearing, or just how her view was colored at the moment, but to her it seemed as if the Alec that she was with at the moment...his life had been harder than the one her own had. Then again, maybe she was just ignorant to her own brothers issues. She really hoped that wasn't the case. She accepted her brother, period, and liked to think that she was one of the people that understood him best, and that could connect with him no matter what was going on with him. "I'm sure it didn't change how anybody saw you. You put others before you put yourself, and even though you deserve better it isn't a bad thing." Izzy offered back, just as gently, knowing that her own brother, the one she grew up, was the most important person in her life.
The thought that Robert and Maryse wouldn't accept him...well, it pissed her off, her protective urge rising, even if there was nothing she could do. "I don't know what I'd do if I were in your shoes, I've never really been in that situation, but I do know that anybody who can't love and accept you for who you are doesn't deserve your time." It was so much easier to say that for him, as opposed to accepting that for herself. Izzy gave a delicate shrug, wondering if she'd have been as strong. She had some doubts. As a younger sister she did everything she could for her brother, but he'd definitely gone above and beyond. And it sounded like in both versions, worlds, whatever.
"Izzy and Clary tag-teaming helped you find confidence. If I'd known that was the trick..." Izzy trailed off, keeping things light. If she knew exactly how to help her brother she'd have done it, that was for sure. It was nice to see this Alec with confidence and in a better spot; she was pretty sure her Alec was beginning to get there after the wedding, but she wasn't lying to herself in thinking that it'd just come easy; he'd repressed who he was far too long for that.
"Physically, anyway. Guess that means I get to be wiser." Izzy joked, not sure that she actually was, but putting it out there anyway. She didn't want to be similar to the Izzy that he knew, not from what he'd said about her, but she wasn't going to make that comment. She didn't want to be a complete bitch. "I'll have to take your word on that. I haven't met her."
It was funny Maryse had always been Izzy's harshest critic, but now....maybe she was her own in this particular case. And she couldn't heven help it. Or feel particularly bad.
"Oh, tripped over himself verbally when Magnus was brought up in conversation." Izzy grinned, eyebrows lifted in amusement. "We were bringing Magnus in to help us and he had a little bit of a moment when he was asked if he knew Magnus. That was the way he described him: quite magical. It was funner in the moment, the way he waws spazzing over Magnus and couldn't quite figure out what was safe to say." Izzy shrugged in summation. She couldn't say that she was surprised at the idea of her friend bringing them and the downworlders together; she'd already shown, some, that she could manage it with the vampires and werewolves. Luke and Simon definitely had helped, so maybe there was more to come. Izzy nodded. "Sounds like a fair start, though."
The change in Alec definitely gave Izzy pause, her eyebrows scrunching and wrinkling her forehead. "That does not sound comforting, you do realize that, right?" Worry edged it's way into her voice as she wondered what exactly was too hard for him to touch right now? They'd covered a ton of topics already and some of them definitely hadn't been easy. The fact that there was something bigger than everything they'd gone over already...definitely a little scary.
"Jace has always been someone that works through things in his own time, I guess. Did he really trash werewolf bars or are you exaggerating?" Izzy posed the question curiously. She could imagine it, but her Jace hadn't done it, that was for sure. That she'd definitely remember. That melted into an eye roll very quickly. "Not weird enough, apparently. Though, now, if I ever get home I'm going to watch the other you for those things, for the record." Izzy pointed out, wondering already if he did those things even as she moved onward in their conversation. "I'm a social butterfly, I never prefer to be alone. You'll learn that about me quickly enough, I'm sure. And I, apparently, collect brothers." Izzy shrugged, as if that was that.
Because it was.
She had some guesses as to the other Izzy's reasoning. It didn't mean she had to like it. "I have some guesses, but I'd be happy to tell you what I can." Happy wasn't dead-on accurate, but Izzy had never been unhappy either. She wasn't too far from it, though; she was relatively content, even if life wasn't perfect. Maybe one day, though, for now she was here, though, and she was going to embrace this new and very strange life and situation she was in because Izzy did want to be happy, and maybe while she was here she would be.
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The thought that Robert and Maryse wouldn't accept him...well, it pissed her off, her protective urge rising, even if there was nothing she could do. "I don't know what I'd do if I were in your shoes, I've never really been in that situation, but I do know that anybody who can't love and accept you for who you are doesn't deserve your time." It was so much easier to say that for him, as opposed to accepting that for herself. Izzy gave a delicate shrug, wondering if she'd have been as strong. She had some doubts. As a younger sister she did everything she could for her brother, but he'd definitely gone above and beyond. And it sounded like in both versions, worlds, whatever.
"Izzy and Clary tag-teaming helped you find confidence. If I'd known that was the trick..." Izzy trailed off, keeping things light. If she knew exactly how to help her brother she'd have done it, that was for sure. It was nice to see this Alec with confidence and in a better spot; she was pretty sure her Alec was beginning to get there after the wedding, but she wasn't lying to herself in thinking that it'd just come easy; he'd repressed who he was far too long for that.
"Physically, anyway. Guess that means I get to be wiser." Izzy joked, not sure that she actually was, but putting it out there anyway. She didn't want to be similar to the Izzy that he knew, not from what he'd said about her, but she wasn't going to make that comment. She didn't want to be a complete bitch. "I'll have to take your word on that. I haven't met her."
It was funny Maryse had always been Izzy's harshest critic, but now....maybe she was her own in this particular case. And she couldn't heven help it. Or feel particularly bad.
"Oh, tripped over himself verbally when Magnus was brought up in conversation." Izzy grinned, eyebrows lifted in amusement. "We were bringing Magnus in to help us and he had a little bit of a moment when he was asked if he knew Magnus. That was the way he described him: quite magical. It was funner in the moment, the way he waws spazzing over Magnus and couldn't quite figure out what was safe to say." Izzy shrugged in summation. She couldn't say that she was surprised at the idea of her friend bringing them and the downworlders together; she'd already shown, some, that she could manage it with the vampires and werewolves. Luke and Simon definitely had helped, so maybe there was more to come. Izzy nodded. "Sounds like a fair start, though."
The change in Alec definitely gave Izzy pause, her eyebrows scrunching and wrinkling her forehead. "That does not sound comforting, you do realize that, right?" Worry edged it's way into her voice as she wondered what exactly was too hard for him to touch right now? They'd covered a ton of topics already and some of them definitely hadn't been easy. The fact that there was something bigger than everything they'd gone over already...definitely a little scary.
"Jace has always been someone that works through things in his own time, I guess. Did he really trash werewolf bars or are you exaggerating?" Izzy posed the question curiously. She could imagine it, but her Jace hadn't done it, that was for sure. That she'd definitely remember. That melted into an eye roll very quickly. "Not weird enough, apparently. Though, now, if I ever get home I'm going to watch the other you for those things, for the record." Izzy pointed out, wondering already if he did those things even as she moved onward in their conversation. "I'm a social butterfly, I never prefer to be alone. You'll learn that about me quickly enough, I'm sure. And I, apparently, collect brothers." Izzy shrugged, as if that was that.
Because it was.
She had some guesses as to the other Izzy's reasoning. It didn't mean she had to like it. "I have some guesses, but I'd be happy to tell you what I can." Happy wasn't dead-on accurate, but Izzy had never been unhappy either. She wasn't too far from it, though; she was relatively content, even if life wasn't perfect. Maybe one day, though, for now she was here, though, and she was going to embrace this new and very strange life and situation she was in because Izzy did want to be happy, and maybe while she was here she would be.