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“Alec reached out and touched Marcy’s back, rubbing it gently as if this werewolf stranger was his own sister. “She’s fine,” he said. “You didn’t—I know you didn’t want to hurt her, that you didn’t want to hurt anyone. You can’t help being what you are. You’re going to figure it all out.” [....] “That was nice, what you said to her,” said Magnus, when the crowd had completely hidden Marcy and Adrienne from their sight. “Uh . . . it was nothing,” said Alec, shifting and looking embarrassed. The Shadowhunters did not see much to approve of in kindness, Magnus supposed. “I mean, that’s what we’re here for, aren’t we? Shadowhunters, I mean. We have to help anyone who needs help. We have to protect people.” The Nephilim Magnus had known had seemed to believe the Downworlders were created to help them, and to be disposed of if they didn’t help enough. Magnus looked at Alec.” — Cassandra Clare