[It's strange. Both in how familiar this is - again, and in how much has changed in the time since she was last here. Part of her is surprised, but the other part of her isn't. Not really. Still, she had stayed as long as she could, last time. It seems now she's still back to being about eleven again. Almost immediately, she's wandering, both cautious and glad of the crowds at the same time as she searches.
For familiar faces among the throngs of people, familiar places she remembers from her previous stay. She'll partake in some of the offered food and drink, nibbling and sipping at them over a period of time, but mostly keeps on the periphery of things, more content to watch the celebrations than join in herself for the most part. If she sees someone familiar, she'll raise a hand (or glass, depending if she's currently having some juice or the like) in greeting, with a small smile.]
Lanterns:
[When she sees the lantern, it's impulse that guides her to reach out for one. Only then recognizing that it bears her name on it. The light from it is almost blinding, causing her to wince and close her eyes to it, until it fades, revealing a small figure of someone all too familiar to her. Of Lee.
It has her both trying to hold back tears and smiling at the same time as she looks to it in her hands, remembering the man in question and all he had done for her, a complete stranger.]
Clementine l The Walking Dead l Open
[It's strange. Both in how familiar this is - again, and in how much has changed in the time since she was last here. Part of her is surprised, but the other part of her isn't. Not really. Still, she had stayed as long as she could, last time. It seems now she's still back to being about eleven again. Almost immediately, she's wandering, both cautious and glad of the crowds at the same time as she searches.
For familiar faces among the throngs of people, familiar places she remembers from her previous stay. She'll partake in some of the offered food and drink, nibbling and sipping at them over a period of time, but mostly keeps on the periphery of things, more content to watch the celebrations than join in herself for the most part. If she sees someone familiar, she'll raise a hand (or glass, depending if she's currently having some juice or the like) in greeting, with a small smile.]
Lanterns:
[When she sees the lantern, it's impulse that guides her to reach out for one. Only then recognizing that it bears her name on it. The light from it is almost blinding, causing her to wince and close her eyes to it, until it fades, revealing a small figure of someone all too familiar to her. Of Lee.
It has her both trying to hold back tears and smiling at the same time as she looks to it in her hands, remembering the man in question and all he had done for her, a complete stranger.]
Lee....?