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No One Blames Her." "that Never Matters," Said Alec. "not When You Blame Yourself.

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Magnus Wants To Shout At Me, Don’t You, Magnus?” (jace) “yes,” Magnus Said, Tearing His Eyes Away From Alec Long Enough To Scowl. -pg.275-

He Seemed To Realize She Was Staring At Him, Because The Cursing Stopped. "you Cut Me," He Said. His Voice Was Pleasant. British. Very Ordinary. He Looked At His Hand With Critcal Interest. "it Might Be Fatal." Tessa Looked At Him With Wide Eyes. "are You The Magister?" He Tilted His Hand To The Side. Blood Ran Down It, Spattering The Floor. "dear Me, Massive Blood Loss. Death Could Be Imminent.