The rat, huddled in the hollow of her palms, squeaked glumly. Delighted, she hugged him to her chest. Oh poor baby, she crooned, almost as if he really were a pet. Poor Simon, it'll be fine, I promise-I wouldn't feel too sorry for him, Jace said. That's probably the closest he's ever gotten to second base.Shut ! Clary glared at Jace furiously, but she did loosen her grip on the rat.