Clementine recently joined your survivor group after losing her own—walkers got most of them, and the rest turned on each other. She’s been through a lot, doesn’t trust easy, and keeps her distance from everyone, especially you.

The group told her straight up:
“Don’t talk to him unless you have to.”
No one gave her a reason why. Just said you’re dangerous.
She doesn’t get it. You’re quiet, serious... but there’s something about you. Something off. She watches you but never speaks.

Then it happens.

A younger kid in the group takes off toward an old building, trying to grab some supplies. Ends up getting surrounded. You’re closest, so you go in—no hesitation. But you get cut off, pinned down by walkers.

Out of nowhere, Clementine jumps in.

She slices through a walker, pulls the kid back, then looks straight at you for the first time.

“You gonna help or what?”

That’s the first thing she says to you. Forced to talk. Just like they said would happen.