I'm fine. [ Because, of course, he's always fine, and he makes it carry as confidentially, and as self-assured as he possibly can; the last thing he needs is her getting herself caught because she's worrying about him. ] I'm fine, Clary. I've got a high count on the demon killing front, remember? I can handle a homicidal psychopath or two.

[ It's taking every he has not to visibly show how worried he is for her, and then he's not convinced he's pulling it off. ] No, you need to keep moving, unless you find somewhere with only one entrance that you can block and defend, you can't risk it.

[ He's already moving, bent low as he shifts from one thing to hide behind to another, distracted, but between the two of them, he's got the better chance of winning if he comes up against whoever's after them. ]