[ John keeps looking at Clary with something like worry and understanding mixed together. He knows all too well how it is to want to keep going, fighting against your own instincts, and he also knows that it doesn't always work as well as you want it too. But he's not going to force Clary to stay, and he's not going to force her to leave. It's her choice, so he nods eventually, resting his hands on his knees. ]

Well, if you ever want to move, just say the word. We can go anywhere.

[ he chuckles, shrugging. ]

It helped not worry too much about all the dangers, actually. And that way I could drown out some of the worst jokes that flew around.