Again, something should have whispered to him that being called a toy and that his knives were toys were all signs that he needed to fight and leave but that warning never came. Instead he smiled at her joy. Instead of a warning, he felt happy that he made her happy.
He returned the kiss, not noticing that she had taking one of his knives. He would have almost never have missed that. Those knives were one of his most prized possession and letting a vampire have them? Never.
"Tea is alright," Jace answered, "You really like tea, don't you?"