The last time Clary had been faced with this much awkward had been with Simon. She wondered how he was doing and hoped that he was alright. No matter how much has changed he was still the boy that she'd grown up with and she couldn't help but worry about him.

Clary exhaled. "Let me put my shirt back on." She slowly waded towards the shoreline using the black scrub shirt as a towel before tugging on a white tank top. She then slipped the scrub pants back on before loosely tugging on her boots. "There." Clary looked back at Ravi with an awkward smile. She wasn't as confident in so little clothing as Izzy was.

"So you're not a mad scientist and if your rats start talking I'd check to see if you're on something first." She paused. "There was that episode where the woman wanted to go on a diet and she got these glasses that made food talk to her and she starved because she couldn't eat." It was a messed up episode which was why it had stood out to her.