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Shel saw the young woman before her, standing proudly with a gun on her shoulder. Clementine pulled out the toothpick her mouth since she knew she’s still a little too young for the actual cigarette. Clementine raised a brow of indifference at Shel, her finger around the trigger. “I never considered you a threat,” Shel told her, going for her own weapon that was splayed on the ground. “I’ve never considered you at all…” Clementine lightly chimed, getting her weapon ready to fight.“That is just indifferent…!” Shel scowled at her.