( Clementine closes her eyes against the kiss. Her fingers dig into Michonne's waist. He wants her to understand- to feel the comfort of it too. )

I'm relieved too.

The thought of anyone else finding you makes me sick. ( she admits, lifting her gaze up to michonne. her eyes burn. tears nearly slip down her face though she keeps them back, but it's true. )

You don't have to worry about me, but I am worried about you.