Clementine hisses out a low breath between her teeth as she comes upon the scene, because what became a one-person rescue mission has now escalated to a two-person rescue mission. Jay yells Tim's name, and she thinks she has an idea of who's in the car too (and goddamnit, no). She doesn't do rescue missions in her fucking world, because it means dying. She's trying to do better or be better and not just be someone who survives at any cost to those around her. She also has no idea what to do when a car is driving straight into a house full of gasoline, which is why she's trying to make her way to the guy in the tree while lugging half a walker corpse behind her and hoping the whole place doesn't explode.
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Clementine hisses out a low breath between her teeth as she comes upon the scene, because what became a one-person rescue mission has now escalated to a two-person rescue mission. Jay yells Tim's name, and she thinks she has an idea of who's in the car too (and goddamnit, no). She doesn't do rescue missions in her fucking world, because it means dying. She's trying to do better or be better and not just be someone who survives at any cost to those around her. She also has no idea what to do when a car is driving straight into a house full of gasoline, which is why she's trying to make her way to the guy in the tree while lugging half a walker corpse behind her and hoping the whole place doesn't explode.
This is. Great.