( Clementine winds her arms around Michonne too, hugging her tightly, sensing Michonne needs this. Hell, Clementine does too. There's always a chance that someone won't come back. Even if their stuff stays, there's a chance, and she doesn't trust it.
She worried. She worried she might die or might lose too much. Her eyes close, and she stares up at her, shaking her head in- in denial of how it all went to hell (and understanding too. it always does go to hell). )
Fuck.
( There's an apology. There's pain for Michonne, and there's anger too, rising up after the rest, building in between her rib cage. She's angry on her behalf, on the behalf of those Michonne loves. )
What the hell does he want from you after he already took so much?
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She worried. She worried she might die or might lose too much. Her eyes close, and she stares up at her, shaking her head in- in denial of how it all went to hell (and understanding too. it always does go to hell). )
Fuck.
( There's an apology. There's pain for Michonne, and there's anger too, rising up after the rest, building in between her rib cage. She's angry on her behalf, on the behalf of those Michonne loves. )
What the hell does he want from you after he already took so much?