Chapter 12

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As odd as it seemed, the feeling of air whipping around her legs was more comforting to her right now than any words could ever be. Only because of the person it was connected to, of course.

"I thought I said to come back with happier news?"

The corner of her lips twitched up at the all too familiar gravely voice, scooting from her spot by the opening of the train to rest against the open door, glancing up to the person in question.

Lee looked as he always did, of course. His blue button down was as immaculate as ever, despite the fact that he was leaning against a bunch of old, dirty, dusty crates that the train was supposed to be carrying, not a bunch of people who had somehow lost their way.

He hadn't aged a day since she last saw him. Again, why would he. At the end of the day, this was all just in her head, no matter how cruel of a reminder it was. Not that it mattered. His warm smile was all she needed right now.

"I will once I get some happier news," Clementine retorts, gazing out to the passing scenery that flew past them.

"Oh, I'm sure you've had plenty of good moments. But no one ever needs advice because of something good. That's why you're here, isn't it?"

Clementine sighs deeply out of her nose, nodding to Lee as she looks back to him, his smile still there, though she could still see the way the concern was etching its way into his expression; through the slight furrow of his eyebrows, the frown lines on his forehead more prominent than ever.

Even ten years after his death, she was still a source of his worry.

"I don't even know why I'm worrying about it so much. We have a plan, and it's a good plan. We even have more people-"

"People?" Lee stops her, an inquisitive tone to his voice. "People you can trust, I hope?"

"Of course, Lee. I'm not going to ask random people to help in a task that puts everyone's life at risk."

"Hmm. I'd say that's why you're worrying."

"What?"

"A task that puts everyone's life at risk? You said it yourself. You'd be crazy not to be worried about that."

"Yeah, I know. And I get that. It's just... Its not like last time, y'know? We're not doing this because our life is at stake, or because we need to rescue our people."

"So why are you doing it?"

"For supplies. Supplies that we're not entirely sure what are."

"And are these supplies you need?"

"Right now? I mean... Maybe? Kind of hard to tell when you don't know what supplies you're actually going to be getting..."

"So I'll ask again; why are you doing it?"

Lees eyes were boring into her own as he asked, that combined with the forced tone of his voice forcing her to avert her eyes down to the floor of the train, picking mindless at a nail that had begun to loosen from one of the boards.

"Because it felt like we needed to? I don't know, really..."

Lee sighed at this, pushing himself away from the crates and over to her, groaning quietly at the creaking of his joints as he took a seat next to her, swinging his legs over the side of the open door train. "C'mon, Clem. I'm in your head. We both know you know why."

Clementine finally yanked the nail free from the wood. She rolled it around between her fingers for a moment before flicking it off the edge of the train, both of them trying and failing to track the nail as it was whisked away by the wind. "Because I'm scared."

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