Re: TWD, Woodbury: Clem/Graham
"Saying my momma was dramatic might be near the biggest understatement I ever did hear." She said, grinning. For all that her momma was something full of flights of fancy, Clem still loved her just fine. She shared way too many traits with her to dislike the woman. Lore had gotten practical and kind from her daddy, and Clem had gotten drama and starshine from her momma, and they'd both gotten the woman's pale and dark-haired beauty. Lore hadn't ever done much to enhance it, and Clem looked more like her these days, with no MAC or LUSH in sight, blonde hair gone and only bad lighting to sculpt her brows. He was right about what her momma wanted for Lore, but Lore hadn't ever cared, and Clem still respected that to this day, and she smiled fond when he said men should want more. "Someone raised you right," she told him.
Clem couldn't think too long on him only caring because of her sister. Her ego just couldn't handle that blow, and she wasn't real keen to relive the experience in Shane's cell, when she'd thought that for a few minutes, before self-preservation had come on back and taken over some. She wasn't Lore, and she convinced herself he knew that fine, and similarities weren't the same. So she fixed on that sigh when she said his smile was forced, and she grinned when his voice turned wry. She liked it when he got cheeky, though it didn't happen often. "We finally going to find us a way to a different life?" she asked. She would've pushed Jude before this if she thought Graham would be willing to go, but she hadn't heard him say a thing about it until now. "Maybe these folks know something. I'm real good at asking questions pretty."
She didn't think about lying when he asked how long she'd known about Jake. "Near a month now. I sent Jude to check on him early. They're in the same door." She smiled when he did, after that pushing. "See," she said, tugging on the front of his shirt at the belly, "that smile was real." That made going on about Isaac easier, somehow, him smiling. "He was older than me, and we got into some trouble that made someone end up dead. Just be careful with him, is all," she said, a hint of a shudder racing along her body; she wasn't one for shuddering. "I'm going to see him soon. If I don't come back, you come collect me," she said, in that way that didn't doubt for a second he'd do just that if it was required.