( Clary's so glad for Kimberly sometimes. The other girl has become a firm feature in her life. She reminds Clary to laugh more, to have fun, be herself. She hasn't thought about Valentine or the war in so long. She's stopped having nightmares. And it's because of her place here. )

I wonder if Cadelle has a chapel. ( Her pencil moves across the page, quietly sketching lines. ) I could paint you over the roof of it like Michelangelo. We could so cause a stir.