Grover wore his fake feet and his pants to pass as human. he wore a green rasta-style cap, because when it rained his curly hair flattened and you could just see the tips of his horns. his bright orange backpack was full of scrap metal and apples to snack on. in his pocket was a set of reed pipes his daddy goat had carved for him, even though he only knew two songs: mozart's piano concerto no. 12 and hilary duff's "so yesterday," both of which sounded pretty bad on reed pipes.
This was jace being brave. Simon thought, brave and snarky because he thought lilith was going to kill him, and that was the way he wanted to go, unafraid and on his feet. Like a warrior. The way shadowhunters did. His death song would always be this-jokes and snideness and pretend arrogance, and that look in his eyes that said 'i'm better than you'. Simon just hadn't realized it before.
Way back in the day, when i first started and had delusions of adequacy as a cartoonist, i would listen to music. When i switched to a career as a writer, i would try to listen to music, but if the songs had lyrics they would get in the way of the words i was trying to write. So i switched to listening to purely instrumental pieces.