Alright, okay! I get it, all places are different.

[And she's right about the fur thing, as little as Clementine likes to think about it. The thought of turning into a monster still isn't sitting right with her at all. She doesn't know how it could sit right with anyone.]

I just mean... they were kinda common. That's all. They had newer stuff but I didn't really get to play with it.

[Because she was eight years old when zombies happened. Let's not talk about that.]