Clementine didn't know where Tavia was taking her, but she followed anyway, not wanting to get a repeat of this morning. Her cheek was swollen and red, and she guessed that Sarah's was worse because she had a lighter skin tone; it would probably bruise easily. "Follow me, come on." Tavia ordered as she took Clementine up to the roof of the camp. She marched her into the greenhouse, "Stay right here, I've got to go get Reggie." Tavia ordered then walked off. Clementine nodded, going to follow the rules for now. She took a few minutes to look around the greenhouse, and that's when she heard Sarah's soft sniffles and cries coming from an area of the greenhouse. Clementine looked and saw her sitting up against the wall, knees to chest, and gently rocking herself.

"Sarah?" Her voice was soft, afraid she was going to scare her girlfriend. She approached the older girl carefully, "Hey..." Clem sat down beside Sarah, crossing her legs. "Are you okay?" She asked, eyeing the red mark on her cheek. It was worse than her own, the skin almost blistering red. "Can I?" Clem asked, raising her hand almost touching Sarah's cheek. She received no answer as Sarah stayed silent, so she ran her fingers across the hot flesh gently, careful not to hurt the teen girl. "Sarah, you've got to talk to me." Clementine pleaded, her golden eyes meeting Sarah's dark ones.

"I'm sorry I got you in trouble Clem..." Sarah sniffled, "I never meant for any of that to happen."

"Shh..." Clementine said in a whisper. "That wasn't your fault, that was all on Carver."

"I hate him." Sarah muttered bitterly.

"I know." Clementine said with a nod. "But we're gonna get out of here soon, I promise."

"My dad's never hit me before." Sarah explained. "Not even when I was really bad... And I don't know why he had to hit you too." She kept saying. "I don't know why people have to be so mean... Even when I'm really mad I still don't want to hurt anyone." Sarah wiped her tears away and leaned her head on Clem's shoulder.

"That's because you're good Sarah." Clementine replied. "And I love that about you."

"Thanks Clemmy..." Sarah smiled. "So, how's your cheek? I bet it hurts."

"It's not too bad." Clementine answered. "Yours looks worse than mine."

"It still stings." The teen girl said, rubbing her cheek gently. "But it'll probably be worse tomorrow." She added with a shrug. Just then, Reggie made his way through the greenhouse doors, and the two girls stood up.

"All right girls, let's get to work, I'll show you what to do." Reggie said as he led the girls over to a table with some plants on it. If she was being honest with herself, Clementine felt bad for Reggie; he was just manipulated by Carver, when in all actuality, he was probably just being used. "Pick up a pair of those shears." He instructed, and Clementine and Sarah both obliged. He then showed them how to pick the berries off the plant, and cut the dead branches off. It seemed easy enough, but Clementine already knew that she'd have to help Sarah because the teen girl had a harder time with doing simple tasks. "You girls get busy, and I'll be back to check on you." Reggie said and left.

"Clem...?" Sarah asked.

"Yeah?" She replied as she began cutting some dead branches.

"Can you help me? It's just... I don't want to mess up." Sarah explained.

Clementine nodded, "Yeah, just watch me. It's really easy." She said and began picking berries and cutting off the dead branches. The teen girl watched, and soon caught on. She began working, but she was working at a much slower pace than Clem. They worked for what seemed like twenty minutes, and that's when they spotted Carver coming up on the roof to check on them.

"Oh no..." Sarah gasped.

"Shit..." They heard Reggie mutter.

"Just checking in." Carver said with a smirk as he entered the greenhouse. "Seeing how the new girls are working out." He said looking around. He noticed that a lot of the plants weren't done yet, and he became angry. "What the fuck happened in here, Reggie?" Carver demanded and began to raise his voice. Clementine could feel Sarah shaking beside her.

"It's just, they're new... And I only have one arm-" Reggie was cut off.

"It's my fault!" Clementine said. "I had to help Sarah."

"Nah, this ain't your fault." Carver retorted. "Why don't you girls wait outside? Reggie and I have a few things to talk about." Carver ordered, and Clem and Sarah obliged and both made their way outside the greenhouse. They stood out there for a few moments, until the greenhouse door sprung open, and Reggie ran out, screaming and begging for Carver to stop, until finally, he fell off the roof to his death. Sarah couldn't even believe what she just saw, and Clementine didn't know what to tell her to make it better. "You girls head downstairs, Bonnie's got some stuff for you to do." Carver said nonchalantly.

"Here." Bonnie said as she gave Clem a bucket full of supplies. "They want you to run supplies to the guys working outside... Sarah's gonna stay here and help me with other stuff, okay?" Bonnie ordered, but Clementine and Sarah said nothing. "Are y'all okay?" She asked.

"Carver killed Reggie." Sarah said plainly.

"Maybe it was just an accident..." Bonnie trailed off.

"He pushed him off the roof." Clementine commented.

"Okay, Clem, just take that stuff outside and come right back. Sarah, come with me, I need to go find out what happened." Bonnie said and she and Sarah walked off. Clementine did what she was told, and headed outside. She found Kenny and Mike shortly, dropping off the supplies, and then headed back like she was told. She really just wanted to get back to Sarah, and make sure she was okay, but she knew that would have to wait until later tonight. Suddenly, as she was walking back, she felt someone grab her, and pull her into a room. Whoever it was though, Clementine bit their hand.

"Ow! Stop! It's me!" Said a familiar voice.

"Luke!" Clem exclaimed as she turned around to face her friend. "We were all worried about you..."

"Listen, we ain't got much time..." He explained. "There's a herd of lurkers, just south of us, bigger than anything I ever seen. It's gonna hit this place, now I don't know when, but it's gonna be soon. I'm trying to get y'all out of here, but it's hard. We just need a plan. Listen Clem, just meet me here tomorrow, and we'll talk again... I don't want you to get in trouble, and by the looks of it, you already have." He said, referring to her red cheek. "But I think, if you get one of them radios, I'll be able to figure out where the guards are at, then I can get y'all out of here."

"I'll get you one." Clementine agreed.