[She might have been able to sneak away if it hadn't been for that neon orange hair of hers. It's eye-catching, and Bellamy glances over instinctively. Clarke has already told him Clary was one of the people close to the blast, and he knew she was going to be too stubborn to stay still, so he turns to follow her, long strides catching up to hers quickly.]
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Pretty far from the sanctuary, aren't you?