Keep up, said an irritable voice in her ear. It was Jace, who had dropped back to walk beside her. I don't want to have to keep looking behind me to make sure nothing's happened to you. So don't bother. Last time I left you alone, a demon attacked you, he pointed out. Well, I'd certainly hate to interrupt your pleasant night stroll with my sudden death. He blinked. There is a fine line between sarcasm and outright hostility, and you seem to have crossed it. ✨ Cassandra Clare (2008). City of Bones, p.216, Simon and Schuster

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