Lee listened to Chuck's advice and, although it was a difficult choice, he agreed. "You know what? You're right. We should teach the kids how to shoot, protect themselves."

"Lee, are you speaking for me?! I will not train my ten year old to fire a gun, he's too young!" Kenny yelled over the sounds of the railroad.

"You didn't just hear Chuck? There is no 'too young' anymore. I don't want to put Clem through this shit either, but goddamn it it's either that or I watch her get killed. She defended herself alone in that treehouse, I'm sure Duck can do the same." Lee argued, trying to get the family man to understand. Kenny gripped his fist and sat back down.

"I'm not doing it." He grumbled, focusing on the tracks.

"Fine, get someone else to." Chuck suggested, walking with Lee out the door.

"I will. Because like it or not, this is the world now, at least until this is over they should be prepared for anything." Lee said before closing the door. Chuck handed him a map and a pair of scissors.

"Cut the girls hair. Any passing hand could grab that mess way too easily. And go over your plan with her, too." The homeless man told Lee.

"Thanks, Chuck." Lee said with a smile, walking past Ben and into the box car.

"Don't mention it." Chuck replied, sitting back down across from Mark.

Lee sat down next to Clem, who was currently sitting at the opening of the box car, her legs dangling down, the wind blowing across her body. "Hey, Lee." She greeted, trying to put on a smile.

"Hey, Clem. How are you doing?" He asked, placing his hands firmly on the edges of where they sat.

"I'm okay. Kinda bored though. How are you?" She asked back.

"I'm.. Well, I'm not gonna like the next half hour, but we have to talk. It's important." Lee answered, standing back up.

"Oh no.. What happened?" Clem asked worriedly.

"Nothing, it's about you and Duck's safety." Lee explained.

"Did you say my name, Lee?" Duck asked, crawling up from his mother's arm and standing in front of him.

"Lee..? What are you doing?" Kat asked, standing up and leaning against the wall. Carley and Mark also stood to listen to their leader.

"I'm not sure how many of you will like this but.. I'm teaching the kids how to shoot. Chuck brought up some good points, and the kids need to learn how to defend themselves just like everyone else." Lee stated, getting mixed reactions.

"Finally, I was going to suggest this sooner or later." Carley said excitedly. Mark and Katjaa didn't feel the same.

"No you won't. Not my baby boy." Kat shook her head.

"Katjaa.. It's what's best for him." Lee tried to explain.

"Yeah, mom. I need to learn." Duck agreed, trying to hide his nervous excitement.

"Do we have to?" Clem asked quietly.

"Yes, you do, honey. Why don't y'all settle down while Lee and I teach the kids how to defend themselves. Y'all are pretty riled up." Chuck suggested, watching as Katjaa approached Lee.

"You are not changing my child into a soldier!" Katjaa stuttered, tears ready to spill.

"Calm down, Kat. You're smart, you know he needs this." Lee raised his hand in defense. He watched Katjaa get furious for once in her life, her eyebrows furrowing and her teeth gritting.

"EVERYTHING KEEPS-... Everything keeps changing." The Michigan mother mumbled, going back to her original seat and curling up into a ball. Chuck took Duck's arm and led him to the corner of the room. Lee did the same.

"Lee, while I agree with what you're doing, I don't at the same time."

"Remember what I said yesterday? This world is different, Mark." Lee told his friend.

"You're right.. Too different." Mark shook his head and sat back down. Carley joined the two men and touched Lee's shoulder.

"Hey.. This is a good idea. Don't put yourself down." Carley whispered, kissing his bushy cheek before sitting back down. Lee nodded and handed Clem his gun.

"Alright, let's get started." Lee told the kids.

Within twenty minutes, Clem and Duck had been learning how to shoot. In fact, Duck was still trying to learn, shooting bottles left and right. Clem had done a good job as well, with Lee giving her the advice of, "Don't hesitate, not even for a second. If someone you know turns.. You have to stop them."

Now, Lee was cutting Clementine's hair whilst she talked to him about what was on her mind. "So.. You did kill someone before."

"I did, and I regret every minute of it. Killing is wrong, no matter what." Lee responded.

"Yeah. Unless you're protecting yourself or me." Clementine replied, thinking about the St. John's and how they died because of what the group did.

"Right. Even then, you shouldn't be proud of it." Lee told her sternly.

"Right.. I'm really gonna miss my parents." Clem said with a sigh.

"I bet, sweetie." Lee sighed, clipping off some hair on the sides. Eventually, he finished and looked down at her. "Okay, I think I'm all set. Do you have any uh, hair things?"

"Yeah, actually. Lilly gave them to me for sleeping." Clementine took out a pair of scrunchies and handed them to the dark skinned man. Lee put her hair in a nice set of pigtails and smiled. Clem felt her hair and sighed. "How do I look? Is it ugly?"

"Nah, you look cute. And a lot harder to grab." Lee ruffled up her hair, taking out the map and sitting back down next to her. "Next, we need to go over our plan in case there aren't any boats left in Savannah."

"That's a good idea!" Clem chirped cheerfully. Lee smiled and chuckled.

"Thanks. Okay, our plan is…"

Choices:

A: Find another boat with Kenny

B: Split from the group

C: Find a new, safer place to stay

Relationships:

Clem has finally forgiven you. She may not be over her parents, she may never get over them, but she does forgive you. She's okay with being trained with a gun. 9/10

Kenny is pissed you didn't side with him again, but gets why you didn't. 6/10

Katjaa is very displeased with this decision. 8/10

Duck thinks guns are really cool! He is happy with your choice. 10/10

Carley supports your choice all the way. 10/10

Chuck is happy you made the smarter choice. 7/10

Ben still seems a bit off. 9/10

Mark hates this new lifestyle and just wants everything to go back to normal. Who doesn't? 10/10

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