Lee got up from his seat next to the window of the train, wanting to see what was up with Ben. "Hey, where are you going?" Carley asked him.

"Gonna see what's up with Ben, he's been acting weird since yesterday. Kid might need to talk to somebody." Lee responded, looking down at the mocha woman.

"Well, good luck with that. I'm sure the sun will keep your seat warm." She smirked, watching him as he left towards the area Ben left to. Lee found Ben looking down the guardrail of the train, watching the tracks speed by as the train rode along the metal road.

"Hey, Ben, what's wrong?" Lee asked, standing next to him.

"Oh, uh hey, Lee. I just needed some air. Y'know, being back there kinda squished me up a bit." Ben told him, awkwardly chuckling.

"I see. Well, Ben we need to talk." Those words made the skinny teenager go pale.

"O-okay, what about?" He stuttered out.

"You've been acting pretty strange lately. Not talking a lot, being increasingly distant.. What's up? Is it about Travis?" Lee asked, leaning against the railing next to Ben.

"I.. Uh, yeah! It's about Travis. I.. Uh, It really sucks he's gone." The blonde muttered, sweat rolling down his forehead. Lee noticed and squinted at him.

"Really? You know we can talk about it, right?" He assured.

"Yes. I'm thankful you're interested but.. Can I please have some space, man?" Ben begged, shoving his face into his palm.

"Of course. Take a deep breath, Ben. We'll get through this." Lee nodded, walking back inside. Ben let out a sigh or relief.

"Fuck me, man.." He whispered as the door finally closed, unbeknownst to Lee. The leader shoved his hand into his pocket and felt the drawing in his hand, the same one Duck spent at least two days on. He looked over to Clementine, who was still talking to Katjaa and took a deep breath, approaching the little girl.

"Hey, sweet pea. I heard it was your birthday today and, well.. I wanted you to have this." Lee smiled warmly, handing her the crumpled up piece of paper.

"Oh, um.. Thanks." Clem muttered, unwrapping the piece of paper. The bright smile on her face said it all. "L-Lee! This is.. Thank you!" She wrapped her guardian into a hug which Lee reciprocated. Chuck and Katjaa smiled at the two.

"No problem, honey. Happy birthday." Lee chuckled.

"Lee..? I've been talking with Katjaa and.. She told me you did the right thing. Well, I believe her. I'm.. I'm sorry." She apologized, holding him tighter. Both parties could feel the water works coming.

"O-oh, sweet pea, it's alright.. I was a bit harsh. I just needed you to know what's most important." Lee held back a few tears from escaping, finally letting go.

"We'll be in Savannah before you know it. Get some rest."

"Okay. See you.." She yawned, resting up on the wall of the train. "In Savannah.." She closed her eyes, and was asleep within a minute. Lee sat down next to Carley once again.

"Wonderful parenting skills, Lee. You're a cut above." Kat commended quietly, holding her child under her arm.

"Thanks, Kat." Lee replied.

"Being a teacher pays off, huh?" Carley bumped his shoulder, watching as Lee once again leaned against her shoulder.

"Less teasing, more sleeping. I've been tired since I woke up.." Lee yawned. Carley shook her head and held his cheek.

"Night, then." She whispered, kissing his head just as he fell unconscious.

An hour later, Lee was awoken by Chuck tapping on his shoulder. "H-huh..? What's up?" Lee asked groggily.

"Get up and follow me. We gotta talk." Chuck ordered, watching as Lee rubbed the sleep from his eyes and rose to his feet.

"Okay.. What's this about?" He asked, scanning the room to see everyone either asleep or playing (like Clem and Duck) The two walked out of the room and past Ben.

"About the girl. Hell, it's about the boy, too." Chuck answered, opening the conductors room. "Hey, highwayman. We need to talk." The homeless man had a fifth of whiskey in his hand, barely any left. Kenny turned back for a second and squinted at the new guy.

"Great, what did I do?" Kenny joked, rolling his eyes.

"Nothing, man, I'm as confused as you. Chuck, what's up?" Lee asked, watching as Chuck finished the last of the bottle before tossing it into a trash can.

"Y'all got kids. Both of em still act like kids. That ain't right. It's charmin' and all, sweet to see kids still being kids. But times are different. Clementine and Duck need to be changed." Chuck explained, leaning against the door.

"How so?" Lee asked, way calmer than Kenny who was currently glaring at him.

"They need to be taught how to shoot." He blankly said, causing both men to become agitated.

"Hell fucking no. Duck? Taught how to shoot? Uh-uh. I don't think so." Kenny firmly stated.

"I really wish it didn't have to be. Boy's as sweet as his mother, but he's gotta be tough. Like his father." Chuck told the fisherman.

"They're little kids, man. We can protect them." Lee argued.

"What happens if you get bit, or she's alone? She'll die. Same with your boy." Chuck shook his head, folding his arms as he crossed his legs. "Look, in times like these you aren't little. You ain't little, you ain't big. You ain't male or female, you ain't black or white, you ain't a kid or a man, you're alive.. Or you're not. Seeing another kid die might just do me in. Please, take my advice?"

Choices:

A: You're right, Chuck.

B: Hell no.

C: Sure, but only Clem.

Relationships:

Clementine has finally apologized and realizes what she did wrong. 9/10

Kenny isn't sure what to think of Chuck's plan. He's leaning towards "no" significantly. 7/10

Carley is glad you and Clem have finally come back to adoring each other. 10/10

Mark is also glad that you two resolved your issues. 10/10

Ben still won't open up to you, but is thankful that you checked up on him. 9/10

Katjaa helped you in reuniting with Clem after almost a full day of silence. 10/10

Duck thinks you're a pretty cool guy. 10/10

Chuck wants you to take his advice for the safety of the kids. 6/10

Andy St. John is still looking for you. 0/10