Re: TWD: Clem & Isaac
In a lot of ways, Isaac could be a bit of collector. Information. Secrets. The sort of things people didn't like you to get your hands on, the things that made them vulnerable. It was that little collection that made Isaac as effective and dangerous as he was. And even Clementine wasn't exempt from that attention, not in the slightest.
That brilliant smile made him chuckle, and he rubbed his hand up and down her arm for a moment as he relaxed back against that headboard. "That's what I was hoping you'd say," Isaac said, and yeah, he knew she wasn't one to be refusing him, not even with as many years that had passed since they last saw each other. That was what he liked about her; she knew him well enough to know that saying no and refusing was more dangerous than just going along with it.
So he sat there with her and he relaxed, the first human contact since he had shown up in this hell hole, and he thought on the things he'd do when they were out of here.