[ The fact that Poe is calling at all is enough to make Clary's stomach drop to the floor, so the tone of his voice just makes her worry grow exponentially, even as she tries to tell herself to breathe, that she's probably making a bigger deal out of it than she needs to. ]
Yeah, of course.
[ There's noise in the background, suggesting she's out instead of at her apartment, but she steps somewhere a little quieter, the hand not holding her device to her ear gripping anxiously at her bent elbow. ]
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Yeah, of course.
[ There's noise in the background, suggesting she's out instead of at her apartment, but she steps somewhere a little quieter, the hand not holding her device to her ear gripping anxiously at her bent elbow. ]
What's going on?