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It had been a few days since Jaysen had snuck in and taken back some of her things from Clary's place. Jaysen wasn't all too surprised she had been contacted about a drop time. That girl was far too predictable. So now Jay was speeding towards the park where she knew she'd find the greenette.

Upon arriving, she parked a short distance away and sitting the helmet on the seat, Jay sauntered over to the girl before sauntering up behind the girl and placing gloved hands over Hazel eyes. "Guess who?"

"Oh please. You would do that same damn thing if it were someone else." Jaysen rolled her eyes and jerked her wrist back when Clary started grumbling. "Please. People implies more then one. And from what I hear, it was just one person who died. Though I suppose you'd know all about that hmm?" The short haired blonde pulled her hands back jamming them into the jacket she wore as she walked around the bench. "I'm surprised you didn't burn it." Or just throw it out.

"My hands were a little tied, so it wasn't me doing any seed pulling." Jaysen shrugged before placing the bag on ground and began riffling through it. "If you're going to b***h about it, go find the one that organized the ambush and chew their ear off. Though if you want someone to yell at in the mean time. It was Gabriel who told me, so you might want to have him work on those loose lips of his." The blonde ignored the comment on Clary being a traitor. Jaysen had called the girl that so many times she'd lost count. "That would have happened, even if the ambush didn't."

"Good luck with that." The blonde mumbled as she zipped up the bag, content with what was in it. "Just because we're on the same side, doesn't mean 'in theory' that I have to like you, or get along with you. It could have been worse. You should be happy I didn't tell them who they were or where they live. I just said I knew someone, and that they would come. As it was, I only mentioned one of them. It was the other side that mentioned he had a tag along."

"I wasn't specifically talking about you Clarisse, it's a figure of speech. Get your head out of your a**. It's not all about you." The blonde stood, placing her hands on her hips. "Sure, you've got the rank and some experience. I'll give you that. But you're not going to be able to talk you way out of every ******** situation. There will be cases where you need to take action. And whether you like it or not, some of those situations will be against people you care about it. And then what Clarisse? Are you going to throw your hands up in the air and do nothing? What happens if those same people end up switching sides, just like you did. What happens when they become the traitor?" The younger teen paused in her speech as she stared at the girl. For once, Jaysen didn't add the 'just like you' at becoming a traitor. Clarisse would know it's implied anyway. "Once that happens, there is no talking your way out. You will have to kill them."

"There won't always BE that opportunity! Don't you get that? If they turn, they might not want to come back. You've done it once Clary. Once. Could you do it again? To someone you know? Especially if it was Lance or Gabriel?" Could this girl give up the only people she knew on this side of her life? Jaysen reached down to grab the bags strap before hauling it over her shoulder. "You're a good girl Clarisse. But you're 'kindness' could get you into some serious s**t."

"Wouldn't you though? If it was them." She'd only give those two the chance. Anyone else? Clarisse wouldn't bother asking. "You can't tell me you wouldn't offer it to them." The seventeen year old girl's lip twitched. "Isn't it though? It makes you do the damnest things doesn't it?" It's amazing what could happen because someone's in pain. "Then kill them before they even have the chance to turn."