♛ Will:
“ really, cece? “ he mimicked her, pushing back sweat-soaked strands of hair from his face. he wasn’t ready to admit how good she was at this – at being a shadowhunter. what he was ready to do was send her back home. but she seemed determined, and it wasn’t his place anymore to tell her what to do unless it came to being around the Lightwoods. “ must i? you would rather be the one to add them, then? “ blue eyes watched as she picked up the blade, an eyebrow raised. “ prove it then. not that i’m doubting you, dear sister. “
the younger herondale rolled her eyes at the mimicking tone he used with her. the blade she held, her fingers never faltering from the smooth metal. she noticed how much her presence was like a nagging tooth pain that he just wanted to get rid of. but she wasn’t something he could just toss out the door and hope she’d go home -- NO. she would continuously come back regardless if she had her brother’s approval or not. ' i think you are not...however, i do believe that you are wishing i was horrendous at this thus making me scurry back to mam and dad. ' cecily, skillfully, threw the knife, the metal lodging into the target leaving behind a thump, and the debris lingering in the sunlight let in by the windows, ' am i wrong? ' cecily paused briefly before turning to her brother to see the reaction laid out across her face, it seems to be more difficult to read the will he is today versus the will she remembered when they were just mere children, ' when are you going to realize i’m not just going to walk away? '
