"Thanks." she said with a slight smile. If it could be defined as very good, she wasn't all to sure. It was just as online. She could draw, she wasn't perfect, but she could draw.
Clary set down her pencil, looking at Phoebe with interest. She'd been under the impression that didn't matter what experience she had or where her life came from. At least someone was asking. She'd got the speech of 'i wont ask questions if you don't want to tell, but we're here if needed' from Buffy but she hadn't said anything then.
"I just came out of a war, actually." she said, looking out the window the a frown. "An uprising, sort of, that I helped stop." and all she wanted was her fireworks, her Shadowhunter training, and Jace. She didn't get any of that now.