"Calm down, Jace." He didn't fight the hold on his shirt, but he was worried that something was wrong. There should have been some snarky comment about the tissue or the braids. Some sort of joke like the ones they'd shared before... Okay, maybe there shouldn't have been jokes, but there should have been snark. "We're safe. This place seems strange, but we're not in danger right now.

"Idris was months ago." Even if the faint ache that still lingered in his chest didn't make it seem that way. "The Angel stopped Valentine. Sebastian - Jonathan - is dead." Jace should know all this. "Clary's fine. The last time I saw her, you two were making out in the training room."