"No. She's busy with her own life or the Jace that isn't her brother or whatever I guess. Not enough time for the guy that's always been there for her." He sighed and watched the pillow get launched at the dresser before looking back to Raphael.
The mention of Clary and how they weren't exactly speaking to each other for whatever reasons had stung just to speak about. It was like that stake she would have had in the other hand and it was dancing around his heart with each stab that was taken. No one liked admitting they had a weakness or more than one as well. Looking forward once again he stared at the pillow on the floor and let out a sigh of his own.
Raphael mentioned them being family now and for the first time that struck a more odd than peasant pang with him. Why did he feel like that was the wrong term to use. Why did it suddenly bother him. "Umm. I think I'm gonna pretty much stay in tonight as well. With the hole I just put in the wall I'm thinking going out and running the risk of hurting someone is a little on the high side. "
He was quiet again for a moment but not for long. "Hey Raphael?" He thought for a moment and reacted instantly to his own thoughts. "Ya know what forget it. "