Clary laughed and shook her head. "I think that the weather and our captors will do what they want, no matter what I say." Though the idea of jinxing it sent a shiver down her spine. She'd be perfectly content to not have snow this year. "It's cold and inconvenient. There isn't much more to the snow."

She paused. "It's like white fluffy cold hell." Clary didn't hate winter but the cold months were those times that she stayed inside and drank hot chocolate or coffee, both of which she did not have here.

"Yeah. I can show you. The water has some healing properties. If I'm being honest, it's why my hair isn't a complete mess."