Clary was pulling at her dress, a small frown tugged at her lips. It didn't feel right, it was too short and very uncomfortable.

Seeing the red bandanna around the cat made Clary smile. She brushed a finger against it. "That's cute. Definitely better than what I'm wearing." She realized that she probably shouldn't talk to cats. The others in the police station were staring at them.

"I'm going to head home and find pants. You're welcome to come too." She didn't know if the cat had a home.