Clary watched Randel over watching where she was going. Her brow furrowed slightly at his reply and she thought about her own reservations about going 'home'. She looked forward just in time to walk around a lamp post instead of into it.

"I am going to make an executive decision and say that you are." She held up her hand and then pointed at the building towards the middle of the street. "There, I think that's your house."