Clementine pulls back after he speaks, letting her arms falls down to her sides, grateful that he seemed to get how difficult it was for her to d,o but it felt important. She smiles up at Anders. The emotion that she manages to keep back on shelves when necessary shines in her eyes. It means so much to her, and she's clear he understands that it does.

She doesn't know how good she is always at expressing that. Anger is easy. Violence is easier. But expressing the warmth still trapped inside of her? It's much more of a struggle, but he's pulled it out of her. He's reminded her there is still warmth in her heart when she has felt encased in coldness ever since she fell through the ice into the lake.

"You are."

Then she quirks her lips to the side in a smirk.

"You're a really good neighbor."

And a really good friend. She's lucky to have him.