❝Shockingly, I actually cannot believe I am saying this…——❞
❝But, it feels so good seeing you right now.❞

❝ —–❞
❝ Are you alright ? ❞
“Huh, sounds like a pretty good deal. Claimed,”

❝ —don’t. ❞
“The hell’s a claimed?”

❝ Heard some strangers using it.
You say claimed and the stuffs other
found belong to you, no one else. I guess — ❞
❝Are you sure your name is Clementine?❞
❝I mean, your face is like Frankenstein’s.❞
❝Oh my gosh! Isn’t your name Clemenstein?❞

❝ Funny. ❞
❝ Let me wrap my hands around your neck for proper thanks. ❞
❝Clementine?❞
❝Can I ask you something?❞
❝Why are you animated?❞

❝ Why are you so c l u m s y ? ❞
“Well, at least he’d be able to kill all
the Walkers with that suit he wears.”[ she’s not entirely sure what she’s
talking about, but her lips tug up
into a toothed smile nonetheless ]

And for a more than split second
there’s thoughtful expression
visible on childish features,
as if thinking of an important
bussines while it were just comics.
❝ Yup, I guess. Do you think
he could make suit in my
size ? Iron man ?
He’s probably d e a d by now
or one of —them. ❞
❝I
can’tcan do that too!❞
❝Such a show off.❞
❝It’s just a zombie…❞

❝ I bet so. ❞
[ green optics glance in
the direction of the female,
an amused smile tugging at
the corners of her lips ]”What makes you say that?”

Hazel orbs respond by
narrowing, though softened
right after, glancing from
beam of papers to the adult.
Fingertips gently turned another
page.
❝ I don’t know. His attitude,
look ! Not kind of person
I’d want to be stuck with —- ❞
“I ain’t scared of you either.
But remember why y’all’re here.
And that you have no idea who you’re dealin’ with.”

❝ —-Traitors. ❞
“That’s true; I don’t know anythin’.
And the same goes for you.
So, if I were you, I’d be watchin’ what I say an’ do.”

❝ I’m not scared of you. ❞