Ben walked over to Lee, holding his arm out, a gun in his hand, "Here, um... I'm not good with these. You dropped it down there."
Lee looked at Ben, slightly shocked, "Thanks Ben."
Ben joined Kira, gently putting his arm round her waist.
Kira looked up in surprise, a smile played on her lips, "You're doing real good whirlwind."
Ben pulled her close to him, "Uh, things aren't looking good at the moment Kira... you need to stay close to me."
Kira raised an eyebrow, raising her hand to her mouth to stop herself from giggling, "Yes sir?"

The group came in together, Ben staying close together. Kira looked up at him, What's up with you, Ben? This isn't like you...
"Everyone okay?" Christa asked.
Kenny stepped forwards with his hands on his hips, "Lee's still bitten."
"Shut up." Christa's tone fell.
Omid walked towards the window, his arm pointing out, "Okay, let's get out of here and keep movin'."
Kenny nodded, "Kid's right; we gotta keep moving. Think there's any chance we get Clem and catch up to those goddamn thieves?" Kenny's tone was more positive then usual.
Lee shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe."
Omid returned to the group, "Well, we're not going out through this window. No latches, no roof access and thirty feet straight down."
"Anyone have any ideas?" Kenny held out his arms.
Omid walked over to a statue, "I bet this guy would." Omid smiled, "He's got a resourceful air about him..."
"Knock it off." Christa asked, folding her arms.
"Dixon Kent the lll, Industri-"
"OMID." Christa snapped, grumpily.
"CHRISTA. I'm just trying to lighten the fucking tone."
"We need SOLUTIONS, not stupid jokes."
The group stood in silence for a moment, gawking at Christa. She unfolded her arms slowly, "I'm sorry."
"There's gotta be another way out." Kira suggested.
Christa looked to Lee and Kenny, "Check the floor for any other access, a vent, anything."
Kenny shrugged, "Or we wait for the house to clear out and stick to the high ground."
Lee began to wobble as he wiped his forehead. Kira walked briskly over, supporting him. "Thanks Kira." Lee said, appreciatively, as he put his good arm round her shoulder.
Kira smiled up at him, "That's all right."
Christa walked over, placing her hand on Lee's forehead, "You're not looking great. And you're warm."
Lee shrugged her off with his stump, as he began to wobble about again. Kira stood strong, keeping him upright. "I'm okay, don't -
Suddenly the walkie-talkie began to crackle, "Lee, Lee, Lee, I'm okay, I'm where my parents- oh no!"

Christa leaned forward, "What did that mean?"
"She's at the hotel where her parents were staying; he hasn't moved her."
"Yet." Kenny added.
"Yeah, yet." Christa joined in, unsure.
Kenny sighed, "We need to start thinking about more than just Clementine when it comes to our... urgency."
Ben joined Kira again as Lee steadied himself, resuming the position.
"What do you mean?" Omid questioned.
"How do we get out of here?"
"That's the whole point... we don't know."
"Okay, now your life depends on it. How do you get out of here?"
"I don't know... I don't get it." Omid raised an eyebrow.
Christa's eyes widened at her realization, "I do."
Lee shook his head, "Stop it. We can't panic."
"Do you think that worked?" Kenny asked pointing quickly at Lee's messy stump.
"I... I don't know. I hope so."
"I think we need to have... an 'adult' conversation about what happens if Lee takes another spill."
Omid frowned, "Hey, look..."

Kenny walked over towards Christa and Omid, "We could be looking at a Larry situation here." He said looking towards Ben and Kira, who gasped.
"Who's Larry?" Christa questioned, folding her arms.
"He looks fine to me." Omid added.
"I think it'd be best if we just worried about getting to Clem right now." Lee stated.
"We're not gonna do her any good, if you've attacked us." Kenny threw out his arms.
"That is not going to happen."
"How do you know that?"
"GUYS. I don't know what happened before Omid and I showed up, but we can cross this bridge when we get to it."
"Lee, I'm not advocating anything here..." Kenny began pacing, "But how is this not a thing; we're all so worked up about Clementine that we're forgetting what the fuck happened to you."
Lee clenched his fist as he got angry. He began to raise his voice, "My arm is not the issue. I'm not the problem. The five hundred walkers in the house and no door in this room are the goddamn PROBLEM."
"Yeah, maybe at the moment... but who's to say when it becomes an issue. And at that point, there might not be any time left to deal with it!" Kenny matched Lee's volume.
Omid shook his head, as the couple stepped backwards, "This is getting out of hand..."
Kenny stormed up to Lee, "You're going to listen to me! We will get Clementine back, with or without you... Because I haven't given up everything to die because we were stupid."
"I'm sorry, okay! Fuck! We can't do this!"
"We're going to have to!"
Suddenly Kenny reached for the statue, and lifted it up to attack Lee, but instead swiveled around throwing it at the wall, which broke when the statue hit it. The statue rolled pathetically on the floor.
Omid sighed, "You ruined that dude's face."
"Shut up sweetie, look..."
"It's corroded to hell."
Christa tried to peek through the gap, "What's on the other side of this wall, a thirty foot drop?"
"No, this mansion butts up against the one next door." Omid answered, excitedly.
Kenny placed his hands on his hips, "I'll be damned."
Lee picked up a rusty coat stand, slamming it down hard on the wall. Some more of the wall crumbled away, "This wall ain't shit."
"Is this really possible?" Omid asked, excited still.
Kenny walked over, and picked up the coat stand, copying Lee. Even more of the wall crumbled as he brought the metal down on the wood, "Yeah. We can do this. We'll work in shifts. Omid, Christa and I. Lee, your rest. We have to work fast."
"I wasn't going to hurt you man..." Lee spoke gently.
Kenny stopped hitting the wall for a second, "Sure, pal. I know."