It might not sound appetizing to Clary, but Alec had grown up with someone with very 'unique' tastes in food. "It might be good. Aren't there hard, green candies that are green apple?" Had he ever tried them? Considering how strange some of his thoughts were regarding weapons, he wondered if he ever had a chance to try things that most people at as a child.

"The magic doesn't really infuse things that Magnus conjures up. That takes more work." At least Alec assumed it did. They were both still trying to figure out how Magnus' magic worked. Since Alec didn't have any frame of reference for it other than what he knew from Magnus, they were both occasionally at a loss over how those abilities worked. "I think the closest to a spell would be ones that he turned into Jell-O shots." Which, technically, neither Clary nor Alec should be having.

Eyebrows creeping upward, he tried to speak, but momentarily was at a loss for words. Clary and Jace were inseparable, weren't they? There'd been a time when he'd thought... What? When he tried to grasp the answer, the details slipped away. "He's my b - " Brother, but that wasn't completely right. Jace was more than that but he also didn't completely feel like family. Not the way Izzy and Max did. There was an undercurrent of something there that Alec couldn't explain. "He's my best friend."