Clary easily accepted his statement as fact. She didn't know why, maybe because she was so short and when the two of them stood side by side it felt like they were the start to a really bad joke. A shrimp and a giant walked into a bar...

She pulled the long sleeves of his sweater over her hands and stepped down the front porch of his house. Her attempts at distracting herself from the tightening knot in her chest weren't working. Her mind kept drifting back to her home, there was a smell associated to it, the reason why she can't go home, but she can't figure out what it is.

Clary walked in silence for a few steps before looking back at Randel.

"Thanks." She knew she had thanked him for the clothes already. "For the company. All this..." She waved her hands. "It's kind of weird."