dear_mun | possible spoilers in comments?

You won't be alone if your friend is planning to send you into a game or something among those lines. There'll be other people to be with.

Who knows? Maybe you'll meet up with Lee soon. Does your mundane have any plans for you or is simply. Ah, searching for something?

Other people? [Somewhere between hopeful and hesitant. Some people have been okay, but others... Lee was good at telling.]

I don't know. I--think she's still deciding. She said something about other people going through similar things, like with the walkers. That there are more of us.

[A nod and he tries to smile reassuringly.]

Yeah. If she takes you to a game, there'll always be lots of people. [Mechanics aside.] Might not be the people you know from wherever you are but-- People nonetheless. And it sounds like she might be right.

Other people? Sounds like you might be lucky then. I guess that means she's looking for places where there are people from your place too then. [He raises his arms quickly.] Not calling in my hand but simply saying things outloud. Though my handler never did like it when I do that.

Always? That would be nice. Things could be like how they were before. [She misses what life was like before people started eating each other, but she'd miss Lee, too. It's hard to imagine life without him now, so she tries not to.]

I guess... maybe they can help me find Lee and my parents, too?

[Some of the enthusiasm is forced, since this person is trying to be nice. And part of her really does hope that her chances could be better elsewhere.]

Maybe. It all depends where she takes you if I maybe frank. There are nice games similar to real life where you just enjoy yourself. Or. There are the others that aren't so much like that.

[He frowns and seems to be having a hard time answering her question in regards to Lee, a now confirmed someone else, and her parents.

Then he sighs and pockets his hands in his coat.] Before I say anything else. Do you want me to be honest with you or want me to be kind with you in regards to that last question of yours? Because they're a tad different from each other.

I hope I get to go to one of the real life ones. If I have to go. I don't think they should call the other ones "games" if they're not nice.

[A considering pause. She doesn't like it when things are kept hidden from her, even if they're bad or scary.]

Honest.

They're considered games to the handlers. To us, of course, is a whole other story but I digress.

[He nods.]

I don't think people will be willing to help you out just because you're from the same place or just because. Unless you really know them well. Most people don't have that sense of obligation or duty for a stranger. [Now he feels rather awful for saying this in his point of view. Which was rather spectacularly jaded.] I'm sorry. This could just be the pessimist in me talking as usual.

I don't know what die-gress means.

Oh. [It's not a surprised sound.] We've met people like that. People who aren't trying to help us. They wanted to hurt us. But--we met a lot of people who did help, like Omid and Christa.

That was me trying to wander off from the current topic. It's a poor habit of mine.

I'm sorry for that. I hope they didn't get to anyone you know. [Which might be likely to his concerns.] But I'm glad you got to meet people like Omid and Christa. They're pretty rare to find.

Ah. If I could ask-- What did happen to your world? My handler is being rather cagey about the subject like everything else.

..Uh..

Hey, I kinda..think it's better off if your Mun takes you. Just trust me on this one.

Why? I don't wanna go by myself.

Just..trust me, Clem. It's not good for you to be back there, okay? It's the wayyy opposite of good. I know your future, and it's..yeah.

[Woah, this is another one of his rare serious moments. Poor Alan looks devastated.]

You can..I dunno, hang out with me? I'm no Lee, but I've been told I'm good with kids!

How--[Wait. She zips up, instantly wary. He knows her name. And the future?]

You know my future? How?

Well, because I've seen it. They made a game about you, a pretty good one! Of course..it doesn't compare to my game, heh!

Look, you gotta trust me on this one.

A game? About me? I don't get it.

Yeah, neither do I.

But it happened!

Prove it.

Okay, hm..

Well, I know you lost your hat, and I know you almost ate people meat.

And that Lee found you in a treehouse!

Good enough?

[A tiny gasp!]

Someone told you that!

[He takes a huge sigh.]

What else can I do to prove it?

Whatever..happened back there ~~or will happen~~, it doesn't matter anyway.

I'm gonna help find you your Lee! Okay?

Chill out, kid. Hug a tree.

Hug a tree? Why?

Means he's probably looking for you too, and both of you wandering around, it's a two ships passing in the night kind of -- nevermind, you probably don't know what that means either. Just stay put and whatever-his-name is will probably show up on his own.

And if not... [ shrug. not his problem. ]

Lee. His name is Lee. And I'm in the first grade, I'm not dumb. [She gets the gist of it, anyway. Let her show you.]

And if not, I'm alone.

Look around. This place isn't exactly deserted.

No... I guess not. But I think you can still be alone even when there are lots of people, right? I don't know anyone here.

[ well look at her, jaded beyond her years. points in her favour. ]

Yeah, stranger danger. That's a thing. Just stay away from white vans and don't take any candy from unless it's the good shit.

Swear. [Though not with half of the usual little girl enthusiasm. Who cares about swearing when people are eating each other and she's kinda lost?]

Do you think someone here would try to kidnap me?

Are you kidding me? At least a third of them are total fucking nutjobs. [ SWEAR, wesley. ] But look at you, you've got wounded bird written all over you, and there's almost as many compulsive caregivers [ obviously worse than the former in his opinion ], so you've got good odds.

[That's not a new swear, but Clem knows it's a worse one.]

So... which one are you?

[She doesn't think he's the first one. She hopes, anyway. But he doesn't seem like a caregiver, either.]

Hey, now. You won't be alone. Are you missing someone?

[Oh. This is a change of pace. Clem nods at the reassurance, and the question.]

I'm looking for my friend, Lee. And--my parents. He was helping me get to them.

And this Lee, is he around your age, too?

No. Lee is old.

[A pause. Child's logic.]

Maybe around your age? Or like my parents'.

Don't worry.

I'll stay with you until we can find this Lee person.

Really?

Of course.

While we look around, maybe you could tell me a bit about yourself?

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I'm so sorry I fell asleep. ; ; And I just finished playing the game oh my gooosh.

ugh this game made me cry so hard

a game has never so violently stomped on my heart

same here. i was like sobbing.

I think almost everyone shed tears :(

:(( i also cried when the ben thing happened, oh god i love ben.

ben and I parted ways previously.. :'( I HELD A GRUDGE

ohh my

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cleeeeem ; - ; the tiniest badass.

teach her how to curve bullets :'(

he would but there's the whole getting-the-shit beat out of you preamble.

can terrible trauma suffice?

can and will. welcome to the killed-your-father-(figures) club, kid. we have 1 jacket and it's mine.

she'll take a hat

hats are on order. enjoy this pin in the meantime. it doubles as a stabbing implement.

good enough! thank you, wesley-sensei

np, pretty sure they'd make a highly formidable zombie-fighting team.

clem would do her very best not to scream!

CLEMENTIIINE. /sobs

PERFECTION

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You...

You........

We don't take kindly your type around here....