Clary follows behind him, her bright green eyes shining curiously as she passed the mailbox and made her way inside. "My last name is Fary." She spoke absently, perhaps to add something to the silence that greeted them when they stepped inside.

She took a look around but stayed close to or behind Randel the whole way. This was his home and she didn't know if he lived her alone or not. She didn't want to tempt fate and have her come across someone when she wasn't supposed to be there. It felt like that would be her luck.

Her attention eventually turned back towards her company, her gaze curious. "So. You getting anything?"