Why is it, little Shadowhunter, that your angels are so cold and without mercy? Why do they break that which will not obey them?
He put his arms about himself as if he were cold. "I do not know who to be without him.
Will looking after her, sighed.not for her, he said under his breath, though there was no one to hear him, for me.... And he leaned his head against the cold iron gate.