Minne Los

“Simon I've been trying to call you, but it seems like your phone is turned off. I don't know where you are right now. I don't know if Clary's already told you what happened tonight. But I have to go to Magnus's and I'd really like you to be there.
I'm scared for my brother. I never ask you for anything, Simon, but I'm asking you now.
Please come.

Isabelle.

Simon let the letter fall from his hand. He was out of the apartment and on his way down the steps before it had even hit the floor.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

“Shadowhunter.” The creature on the left spoke in a hissing whisper. “We did not know of you in this situation.”
Isabelle raised a delicate eyebrow. “And what situation would that be?”
The second subjugate pointed a long gray finger at Simon. The nail on the end of it was yellowed and sharp. “We have dealings with the Daylighter.”
“No, you don’t,” Simon said. “I have no idea who you are. Never seen you before.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“I’m not his bodyguard,” said Isabelle. “I’m his girlfriend. Which gives me the right to kick your ass if you bother him. That’s how it works.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“So basically you’re threatening to turn me into something you can sprinkle on popcorn if I don’t do what you say?”
(Jace, to Simon)”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels