"Yeah. The armor's been screwing with people since all this started. It was the armor. You couldn't have known. Armor's supposed to protect people."
She's seen it. People put it on, and they rush out like they've forgotten every bite of their sense, and Clementine stays hidden because that is what she does. She lets other people die so she doesn't have to, because a lot of people are dead so she could live and so she'll survive. She doesn't understand anything else. She's the one capable of walking away from a friend she can't move while she screams and is torn apart in the background--
Clementine doesn't have much faith in Georgia's ability to survive right now (and that's scary because she doesn't want them both dead, and then Shaun comes back to her gone and then what? It starts all over again. How terrifying to love someone so much). Not with this loss, this grief, this pain, this complete uncaring about anything else because the person she loves more than anything is dead. Because nothing else can matter when that's true, and it will be true for nearly two days now.
She considers reaching out to Georgia, but she knows Georgia isn't helped by touch at all so she keeps her hand at bay and she turns toward the closet. She'll make this place defensive as fuck to keep Georgia safe until Shaun gets back and she can want to live again.
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She's seen it. People put it on, and they rush out like they've forgotten every bite of their sense, and Clementine stays hidden because that is what she does. She lets other people die so she doesn't have to, because a lot of people are dead so she could live and so she'll survive. She doesn't understand anything else. She's the one capable of walking away from a friend she can't move while she screams and is torn apart in the background--
Clementine doesn't have much faith in Georgia's ability to survive right now (and that's scary because she doesn't want them both dead, and then Shaun comes back to her gone and then what? It starts all over again. How terrifying to love someone so much). Not with this loss, this grief, this pain, this complete uncaring about anything else because the person she loves more than anything is dead. Because nothing else can matter when that's true, and it will be true for nearly two days now.
She considers reaching out to Georgia, but she knows Georgia isn't helped by touch at all so she keeps her hand at bay and she turns toward the closet. She'll make this place defensive as fuck to keep Georgia safe until Shaun gets back and she can want to live again.