Clementine never strayed far from him for the most part (brought water for when he wakes up) until people started acting funny, and then she tried to- to run around, to see who was in trouble, to stop it if she could (she couldn't). She doesn't know what the hell is happening. Can't begin to figure it out. People turn to dust. She doesn't see it all but she finds out (Michonne, Steven, Dipper).

She cannot begin to process it all. So she returns to him, and she waits so he won't have to wake up alone. Her back is pressed up against the wall. Once she almost dozed off, but she was back in McCarroll Ranch. Only it was Louis, she-

When he wakes up, she's there before he can even speak. She reaches out in some attempt to calm him, to reassure him, to- She doesn't fucking know, but relief hits her like a hurricane, abrupt and sudden. To see life in his eyes again, to see him look at her.

To see Louis back, to hear his voice, to-

Something catches in her throat. Her hand is now latching on so hard to his arm that her fingers almost hurt. She's clutching to him with a kind of need that she doesn't really show to anyone else.

It's dangerous to need people, but- but- She breathes in and out again. Her eyes are burning. Her voice is so soft and strained that she almost can't hear it herself, but it's there. "...you died."