"I know I don't have to do it. How do you think I survived in my world? Everything I did was to keep myself alive even if it meant screwing over someone else. It fucking had to be."

Clementine leaves the items despite their arguing with her over it. It's nice to be able to save someone for a change even if it meant saving two dumbasses, even if it meant being stupid herself for once, rushing into a too dangerous situation with little hope of surviving. Carver said she could make the hard choices, and she can. She has done s many times in her own world, choosing who lives and who dies, who is the better choice for survival- Honestly, there's some adrenaline from the experience that feels good for once even if her heart's still beating too fast in her chest.

"I've got a whole room stocked with even more. I'll be fine. Worry about yourselves first."

She starts towards the door and then smirks. "And don't play any more loud music."

With that, she's gone, leaving the two alone in the house.