Clementine opened up the tent, only to see Kenny sitting in the corner. She had to admit, he had been through a lot, and she wasn't exactly making things better at the moment. He'd lost everything he knew; Katjaa, Duck, and now Sarita. Clem didn't want to blame herself, but now, since he'd made it feel like it was her fault that Sarita was dead, she was starting to blame herself for it. She was only trying to help though, but it seemed as if Kenny didn't understand that. This would be the second time they talked. The first time, Kenny told her to leave him the fuck alone... But this time, Clementine hoped it would be different. For the sake of their friendship, for the sake of the group, and mostly, for the sake of Rebecca and her baby.
"Kenny?" Clementine questioned slowly. His back was to her, and he was staring at the wall of the tent. "I wanted to check on you, make sure you're okay..." She added, hoping that this would go well. Of course he wasn't okay though, so why would she even say that? Clem knew she wasn't good with this type of stuff.
"You wanna know what it feels like to get beaten almost to death?" Kenny replied in a calm voice. Clem's eyes went wide at hearing him say those things. "Peaceful... It feels really peaceful." He added, "It was like I was floatin' away... Watching it all happen to me... And then I woke up again, and nothing's changed. I'm still taking a beating every damn day." At this, Clem really wasn't sure what to say, so she let him talk. "Kat, Duck, Sarita... No peace, no rest. The punches just keep coming... Why couldn't Carver just kill me? Obviously I ain't helping nobody by being here."
"That's not true!" Clem spoke quickly. "You help me all the time. I need you Kenny." She said, admitting the truth.
"I've seen you take care of yourself more than any three adults put together." He replied. "But, uh, thanks for saying that." He began to fumble with his makeshift eye patch, so Clementine went to sit beside him. His eye looked swollen, and purpled around the bandage, and she was worried about it. "Nah... Don't you worry about this." Kenny said, as if reading her thoughts. "Hasn't got me killed yet anyway."
"Don't be stupid." Clem said with a shake of her head. "It could be infected. Can I have a look?" She asked hesitantly, and Kenny nodded. The little girl then carefully lifted up the bandage to get a good look at his wound. Honestly, she couldn't even look at it for as long as she wanted to. It looked absolutely disgusting.
"Well?" Kenny asked.
"Kenny-" Clem said in remorse, but was interrupted by Luke's voice from outside the tent.
"Oh shit! Does that mean what I think it does?" He yelled. "What are we supposed to do?" Kenny then stood up at hearing them yell, and so did Clementine.
"We should see what's going on." She said. Kenny nodded slightly, and the two made their way outside the tent, only to see the rest of the group standing around Rebecca in a circle. Something had to be going on, and fast.
"Are you okay?" Mike asked. "How does it feel?"
"It feels wet, that's how it feels!" Rebecca replied bitterly.
"What's going on?" Clementine asked.
"Rebecca's water broke." Bonnie answered. "We should... I don't know what we should do." Bonnie said honestly.
"Oh Christ!" Jane exclaimed.
"Does that mean the baby is coming?" Clementine asked, not really sure what all this different lingo meant.
"Aw shit..." Luke commented.
"Kenny, thank god, I think the baby's coming..." Bonnie said once she finally saw Kenny standing beside Clem. "What do we do?" She asked.
"All right, give me a second..." Kenny replied.
"No way can Bec travel like this." Luke chimed in.
"He's right." Jane replied. "She'll make way too much noise, and they'll be able to smell her too."
"What should we do first Kenny?" Clem asked, looking back over to the distraught man.
"Kenny, come on, you gotta focus. Please." Rebecca begged when he wouldn't answer.
"Clean water for one thing." He finally said. "And blankets."
"And we gotta get out of this damn cold too." Bonnie said.
"That map shows a couple of buildings nearby." Mike said, pointing over to a board of maps. "Maybe one of those will do the trick?" He said with a shrug.
Bonnie looked around at the signs, "The museum seems like a good place to start. I'll go."
"Good idea." Luke said. "Mike, you think you can go with her?" He asked.
"Sure thing." He said with a nod.
"I'll check the building by the river." Jane commented.
"Okay then." Luke nodded, "Kenny, you uh, stay with Rebecca and I will check the perimeter for lurkers." He said, pulling out his gun. "Sarah," He added, looking down at the girl who was still sitting up against the wall, knees to chest. "You just stay here with Rebecca and Kenny, okay?"
"Clem?" Bonnie asked, pulling the little girl aside once more. "I know it must have been hard, but thank you for talking to Kenny. I'd love for you to give me and Mike a hand at the museum, but I was thinking, maybe you should go with that Jane girl..." She suggested. "I ain't trying to be mean, but I don't really trust her... How do we know she just ain't gonna take off?" She asked.
"What do you mean by that?" Luke jumped into the conversation.
"You're right..." Clementine said. "I don't really trust her either... When we went to look for Luke, Sarah, and Nick, she wanted to leave Sarah behind." She admitted.
"Really?" Bonnie asked incredulously, and Clem only nodded.
"She didn't mean that Clem..." Luke said.
"How do you know?" Clementine asked. "If you weren't able to get out of there, she might have left you too." Luke was silent after that, mostly because he knew Clementine was right about those things. "I'll go with Jane," Clem agreed. "But I want to check on Sarah first."