Something they wanted from her. They wanted something from everyone they brought here. Blinking, she looked down at her Stele on the table, and picked it up. She could take a guess why they might want her, for that power, but she didn't see what good it would do. There's weren't any other Shadowhunters here to mark, and she didn't see any need for her other runes either. Closing her hand around the tool, she slipped it into her pocket.
"I guess. I get lucky with daggers and swords sometimes, but I'd say I've just been lucky so far. I'm not really sure if Demonology 101 and Introduction to Seraph Blades are a norm here." so she didn't think the Institute called them that either, but she was pretty sure Cathy would get what she meant.
She glanced to the fridge were Izzy was looking in. Helping put together another tray was fine with her. She'd never heard of sugar cookies with pumpkins, but both that and peanut butter sounded interesting. She'd go along with whatever Izzy wanted to make. "So there's a school I can enroll in, even without the lack of an actual transfer?" or lack of any real ID.
Clary rose out of her seat, slipping in beside the sink to wash her hands and the white tattooed skin of her lower arms just in case. "Sugar ones with the pumpkins?" she asked looking to Izzy, whatever that meant.