Clementine stands up as Nick does, her hands half-raised like she could catch him if he started to fall. People like them, people who had gone through what they had, they learned how to push past what other people wouldn't as a matter of survival. That doesn't mean Clem doesn't still worry for him.

"Yeah. Okay." she turns her head and looks at Luke, nodding. "Let's keep moving."

Turning round she picks up a piece of metal from the floor, it's as good a weapon as she'll get for now. "There has to be something around here."

Maybe if they're lucky there'll be sponsor gifts soon, she thinks, not yet realising that there'll be none of that in this arena. Until then they just had to keep moving.