Clementine shakes her head at the apology. It was stupid of her to try to hand over her gun even if she didn't want to shoot at people she cared about. Arvo still had his pointed right fucking at her. Her jaw locks at the memory. "I shouldn't have been with people."

She's not going to be anymore. There's no one left, and she's not taking chances like that. Not with AJ. She survives. She's going to make sure he survives too. Her hand winds around the back of her neck. Her muscles are tense, which makes her damn shoulder ache.

She knows Georgia can't be glad she's here even if Clementine is. They talked about it, and she doesn't think she can admit she's scared of going back. She doesn't want to disappoint Georgia who does what's right, what she believes in. She doesn't know how she's going to manage to take care of AJ when she barely survives taking care of herself only.

"Yeah. I'm alive. Getting shot wasn't the last thing to happen."