Clem gently tugs on his pantleg as to get his attention. When she manages to do so, she shyly reveals a drawing and places it in his hands. The picture consisted of a bunch of figures - Kenny, Sarita, Pete, Alvin, Rebecca, little baby AJ, Nick, Bonnie, Mike, Carlos, Sarah, Jane, Luke and herself - all smiling and holding hands, a looming church in the background. She's taken special care to draw and color them all. She doesn't dare look up at him and clasps her fingers together. ( agirlinhell )
"Mm? What'cha got there, Clem?" The fact that Clementine is suddenly so withdrawn has him worried for a moment, though at once he understands her silence. The picture is crafted with such detail and care, brown hues widening in amazement before closing with a warmed smile. "Aw, Clem, it's great," He kneels down to her level, still admiring the art and quirks his mouth to the side. "Think on our next run we'll have to look for a frame. This's definitely goin' up on the wall,"
