[People die. It's a fact. It's a terrible fact. When zombies are around, people die all the time, but it doesn't stop it from hurting to know she can include Georgia in that. Everyone dies eventually, but- but. It still hurts like hell. Maybe one day it won't anymore.
She swallows thickly, rubs at her face. There's a long pause before she replies but Georgia doesn't need her tears, and Clementine never knows what to do with them anyway.]
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She swallows thickly, rubs at her face. There's a long pause before she replies but Georgia doesn't need her tears, and Clementine never knows what to do with them anyway.]
What happens?