Georgia is quiet for a moment. It's not surprising that Clementine has had to kill. Fuck, she doubts this is even the first time, though it might be the first time when it's not someone who's been bitten. That doesn't count as killing, since they're already dead, but it still feels like it.

The way Clementine is saying it sounds like she at least finds it to be a specific, more difficult situation. Georgia hesitates, than reaches forward to give her shoulder a squeeze. From her, it's the equivalent of a full body hug. She just hopes Clementine realizes that and can feel any comfort Georgia has to give. It's probably not enough, but it's what she has.

"You protected your friend."