At once Clementine pulls her hands back as if burnt from underneath Luke's, looking exceptionally young in that moment as she realises she could have been making things worse, not better. She's trying hard not to panic, she is but if Nick dies so quick...

The fact that he won't really be dead isn't a comfort, especially with the looming possibility that he could come back as a Walker in the arena, a Walker that Clem and Luke would have to deal with. No, she can't think about that, she has to listen to Luke. Luke knows what he's doing, she believes that.

"O-okay, yeah, I can do that."

Swallowing thickly she looks down at Nick, willing him to go ahead and breath. "Please, Nick..."