Clary curled her fingers over the stone and shrugged. "I don't know but it's mine." She had a small collection of strange things and while she didn't know what it was, Clary knew that the stone was important.

She followed him as he ordered, the fingers of her free hand tugging at the hem of her dress. She had the impression that it was supposed to be a shirt on any normal sized person.

"You think it's odd too?" Clary looked at the stone again, her lips twisting to the side as if the expression might help her understand it. "I wonder what makes it glow like that." Maybe a battery?