A 'no', then. Well, that didn't mean much, only that she was fuzzy on something it'd taken Jack almost three weeks to remember himself.

"That's all right. I'm sure that stuff will all come back with your memories soon!"

Other than the drink he still had in his hand, Jack didn't have anything else to gather up, and he waited a few steps from his chair for Clary to catch up. As she did, he shook his head, smiling all the wider. "Sorry, I was just thinking how it sucks we had these accidents, you know? First me, and now you. We must have some seriously bad luck."

Something like that, sure.