[ Clementine's chest aches at the familiarity, losing everyone so quickly. Not wanting to lose more, doing anything to avoid that loss. Her eyes burn. ]
I wish I could hear all this in our world.
[ It's said quietly. She can't. She doesn't know when she'll find another person, but- ]
I wish we could find each other. I don't want to be like- like that.
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I wish I could hear all this in our world.
[ It's said quietly. She can't. She doesn't know when she'll find another person, but- ]
I wish we could find each other. I don't want to be like- like that.