[ Jefferson spots Clary as she starts to make her way to him, and he offers a smile along with his hand, seeming totally casual AND DEFINITELY NOT LIKE A HALF-MAD SHUT IN. ]
Nice to meet you. [ His eyes flicker down to her hands before they make their way to a table. The smudges of color... ] You're an artist?
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Nice to meet you. [ His eyes flicker down to her hands before they make their way to a table. The smudges of color... ] You're an artist?