(Brother & Sister) Jonathan "Sebastian" Morgenstern & Clarissa "Clary" Fray
Sebastian/Jonathan: I have a sister and I will teach her how to love me.
Clary: Why did you?
Sebastian/Jonathan: Why did I what?
Clary: Save my life.
Sebastian/Jonathan: You're my sister.
Clary: You never cared that I was your sister before.
Sebastian/Jonathan: Didn't I? Our father is dead. There are no other relatives. You and I, we are the last. The last of the Morgensterns. You are my only chance for someone whose blood runs in my veins too. Someone like me.Sebastian/Jonathan: What do you think it would be like if Valentine had bought you up along with me? Would you have loved me?
Clary: Well, you're my brother. I would have loved you. I would've . . . had to.
Sebastian/Jonathan: I have a fetish for damsels in distress.
Clary: Don't be sexist.
Sebastian/Jonathan: Not at all. My services are also available to gentlemen in distress. It's an equal opportunity fetish.
Sebastian/Jonathan: What's wrong, little sis? You look upset.
Clary: Cracked . . . my . . . nail polish slapping your worthless face. See?
Sebastian/Jonathan: Cute.
Clary: Actually, I think he stayed because of me.
Jace: Because of you? Hoping for another hot date, was he?
Clary: No - and our date wasn't hot. In fact, it wasn't even a date. Anyway, that's not the point. When he came into the Hall, he kept trying to get me to go outside with him so we could talk. He wanted something from me. I just don't know what.
Jace: Or maybe he just wanted you . . . not that way. I mean maybe he wanted to bring you to Valentine.
Jace: I could point out that's not a dress, that's underwear, but I doubt that would be in my best interest.
Sebastian/Jonathan: Need I remind you, that that is my sister?
Jace: Most brothers would be delighted to see such a clean-cut gentleman as myself squiring their sisters about town.
Sebastian/Jonathan: See, there you go. You're always looking at me like that.
Clary: Like what?
Sebastian/Jonathan: Like I burn down animal shelters for fun and light my cigarettes with orphans.
Clary: I don't care what you think. You're not my brother. You're a murderer.
Sebastian/Jonathan: I really don't see how those things cancel each other out.
Simon: So, technically, even though Jace isn't actually related to you, you have kissed your brother.
Clary: Shut up, Simon.
Sebastian/Jonathan: I need Jace, but in his heart, he's not like me. But you are.
She turned to look at Sebastian, lying on the bed. He was shirtless, and even in the dim light the old whip weals across his back were visible. She had always been fascinated by Shadowhunters but had never thought she would find one whose personality she could stand for more than five minutes, until Sebastian.
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