( Clary probably thinks she's doing a great job of running incognito. there's no obvious sign that someone that knows her might have spotted her, after all... not until that someone jogs to a stop next to her, like they had way more momentum going than anyone could possibly need. which is weird, because you'd have been able to hear someone running up to you, right?
whatever, it's nothing, it's just Peter, though admittedly with worse hair than usual. though, is that even saying that much? )
Clary, hey. ( he's breathless, and he looks exhausted, but other than that Peter is all in once piece. his dark eyes narrow as he looks her over, though, because apparently he decides that perhaps Clary is not. ) Hold on a second, would you? Are you okay? You look... ( he doesn't want to say it, but what is left unsaid is pretty easy to guess at. )
does whatever i want try and stop me
whatever, it's nothing, it's just Peter, though admittedly with worse hair than usual. though, is that even saying that much? )
Clary, hey. ( he's breathless, and he looks exhausted, but other than that Peter is all in once piece. his dark eyes narrow as he looks her over, though, because apparently he decides that perhaps Clary is not. ) Hold on a second, would you? Are you okay? You look... ( he doesn't want to say it, but what is left unsaid is pretty easy to guess at. )