She’d be flattered to learn that he was slowing his pace for her. Standing at just over five feet tall made it difficult to keep up at times. She had the feeling that she was used to running after people but like many things about herself it slipped away. Her arms wrapped around her torso, despite the fact that the sweater was keeping her warm. It was a comfortable position and it made her forget that she was cold from the knee down.

A soldier? Clary eyed him curiously. There had been wars in the past, she couldn’t recall them but she didn’t remember being up to date on current events anyway.

"Well, welcome home if no one has said so." She kept walking, falling back to his side. A few moments of awkward silence feel between them before Clary spoke again. "What do you like to do? Hobbies or anything… camping maybe?"

He looked like the type. Clary didn’t remember ever caring for camping but she wasn’t particularly sure of anything right now.