[It was a talent that he thought he had developed over a long period of time that involved spying, bothering and harassing family. He apparently had a lot here in Wayward Pines, but so far, he had only watched his cousins. They were adults, but Clary... she was his age enough where he could be that annoying big brother no one asked for and certainly never wanted.

He gave her a mischievous grin at her need to reiterate her point, not that it would stop him. He still turned enough that she could see him cross his heart with a finger.] Oh of course. Cross my heart and hope to die, stick a needle in my eye... I suppose you'd like the honours, hmmm?

[She had good observation skills to notice a single picture missing. He had wondered how long it would take her, but Clary didn't disappoint.] I made a paper airplane with it. Tossed it right out this here window... good flight, I must say. That paper is excellent for keeping to the air.