Jace stared at Clary, and Clary, drinking slowly her hot chocolate, wondered if he could remember how to speak. She was, admittedly, somewhat pissed at him - and as much as she loathed to admit, Sebastian had a point. Why wasn't he telling her she was being haunted by Sebastian?

"Is there something in my face?", Clary asked, with a smile, and Jace stared down. Clary stared at the fork by the side of her half-untouched breakfast, and decided against it. "Come on, you've been weird for days. What's wrong?"

"Look, it's just…", whatever Jace was about to say was interrupted by Sebastian's voice, as if on cue, and had Clary been alone with her personal ghostly pain in the ass she'd have told him to stop doing that.

"Oh, go ahead, tell her.", Sebastian's hand touched her bare shoulders, and Clary kept her eyes on Jace. "Tell her all I've been doing to her without her knowledge. Let her know for how much time you've known and haven't spoken anything about it."

Jace had the faintest brush of color over his cheeks, and Clary made a curious noise as Sebastian's hand seemed to work on a knot she had on her shoulders.

"Jace?", Clary tried, and Jace smiled faintly.

"There's cream on your cheek.", he rose up, and Clary was starting to have a deja vu. "I forgot Magnus called me to… Check on his plants."

"Nice excuse, Jace. What's next? Are you going to give a wellness check on a werewolf's fur?, Sebastian asked, and he simply stared at Sebastian before leaving. Clary rose up too, and Sebastian looked, amused, at her, before she stuck her tongue out at him childishly and followed Jace, grabbing him by his wrist.

Jace stopped, looking confusedly at her, and then his eyes went to Sebastian, who walked behind her.

"What's wrong?", Clary asked, despite knowing very well what was wrong. "Jace, you've been acting weird."

Miraculously, Sebastian kept quiet, but Clary could feel the smug smile on his lips and wished she could wipe it off.

"Nothing, nothing at all.", it was moments like these Clary wished she could call him out, tell Jace she knew what he was seeing - but that'd be equivalent of telling him that she had allowed Sebastian to do everything he had with her, and that'd be another whole can of worms. "It's just… I think I might be seeing ghosts, and I was going to Magnus to see what I could do about it. That's all."

"That's what I am to you? A ghost? After all we shared?", Sebastian asked, and Clary really wanted to wipe the smug look out of his face as she let Jace go.

"Well, can I go with you? I'm sure you'd appreciate some company.", Clary offered. The look on Jace's face was answer enough. "No?"

"It's... Personal.", Jace got away from her. "I'll be back as soon as possible."

Before Clary could even answer to me too!, Jace was gone, and her hands balled in fists, shaking.

"Looks like you were rejected, Clarissa,", Sebastian hummed, and she turned to him.

"As if this isn't all your fault?", she hissed, storming up to her room, and Sebastian chuckled. "As if - as if…"

"We have been doing this together, Clarissa, don't stick the blame solely on me,", he kept humming, and Clarissa wanted to shut him up, closing the door to her room with too much strength. "Or, don't tell me, you've been an unwilling participant to this?"

"I never asked for you to come and haunt me!", Clary tried, tired, and Sebastian smirked.

"You asked for me, Clarissa.", Sebastian gave a step forward, their bodies close, too close. "Your dreams called for me, and I came to you."

Sebastian touched Clary's face tenderly, and she held to his shoulders.

"I didn't do that."

"Not consciously.", never consciously. How could have she asked for him? Sure, Clary had had a few dreams where the Sebastian she saw in her vision on Edom appeared, but they always ended with her killing him, her memories trampling the peaceful dreams where she stared at the sky with her brother by her side, hands barely touching, wind blowing softly.

Sebastian didn't answer her this time, kissing her instead, and Clary decided to get lost in their kiss, hands going through Sebastian's soft hair, and his hand possessively over her hips. When he deepened the kiss, Clary corresponded, and when he guided her to bed, Jace's face flashed over his for one second.

"Do you want this?", Sebastian asked, and Clary nodded.

Jace should've told her of Sebastian.