Clementine backs up to the other side. Her muscles remain tense, and her gaze surveys the area in front of the both of them. She is prepared, and she won't let him get a hit on her. She'll lash out first. She understands now how her words were- They weren't the right ones.

They would make someone who is paranoid more anxious than they are already.

She breathes out. Her jaw locked. Emotion caught in her throat.

"We weren't following you. We were worried. I care about you, Jay."

That is a truth she can give.