[ the voice calling through her door is, with or without kate's earlier offer, absurdly familiar. clary smiles even before she reaches the door, swinging it open and stepping aside (and out of range, truthfully) almost immediately. the apartment might smell ridiculously clean when kate enters — another precaution to keeping whatever infection clary has from spreading. as tempting as it is to insist kate wear a mask, it doesn't strike clary as an order that will be heeded. an immaculate apartment will, at the very least, make up for that.]
My knight and her shining — [ her eyes drop to the basket, amused, and then back to kate's face. ] Basket. Shining basket. Thanks for coming by, by the way.
[ surprisingly, no one else has offered to feed her. maybe that's the consequence of knowing so many people that are likely shoddy cooks. ]
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My knight and her shining — [ her eyes drop to the basket, amused, and then back to kate's face. ] Basket. Shining basket. Thanks for coming by, by the way.
[ surprisingly, no one else has offered to feed her. maybe that's the consequence of knowing so many people that are likely shoddy cooks. ]