10-21-2018, 05:27 PM
▹▹▹▹Unlike the others, who at least seemed to be attempting to swallow their fear, Clementine had no such control. Even the very mention of a haunted house made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up on end, the little blonde-haired girl rather hesitantly stepping up besides everyone as she looked between the small group that was gathering. There was Isabelle, who was roughly the same age as her, and even more so not looking afraid, and then there was Oni and Titan. As much as she hated to admit it, at least one of them would be able to fight off a demon if something really did jump out at them. Clementine swallowed roughly, shoving her fear back. It wasn't like she had to go if she was really so afraid, but... She didn't want to be thought of as a scared little baby, either. That self-consciousness alone would send her leaping head first into a situation she didn't even want to be in for the sake of being involved and trying it. Besides... Ghosts couldn't hurt her. Right?
But what if they could? "I-i'll go first with you!" Clementine's soft, breathy voice broke through the various laughed arguments of hand-holding as the little girl stepped up, reaching up for Titan's hand without another word. She didn't really want to go first, but Titan looked like he was the one that could fight the best, and was the biggest one to hide behind presently. Whether or not he dismissed the fact that he wouldn't hold anyone's hand, or if he was scared or not, Clementine could only hope he accepted her not-so-subtle offer as a means of sticking at his side. Maybe it was a little beyond her usual personality, holding hands so readily with a man she wasn't super familiar with, but she was sure her father would understand. That, and fear overtook any self-conciousness she had about appearing awkward and out of place. He would protect her, that much she was certain of.
But what if they could? "I-i'll go first with you!" Clementine's soft, breathy voice broke through the various laughed arguments of hand-holding as the little girl stepped up, reaching up for Titan's hand without another word. She didn't really want to go first, but Titan looked like he was the one that could fight the best, and was the biggest one to hide behind presently. Whether or not he dismissed the fact that he wouldn't hold anyone's hand, or if he was scared or not, Clementine could only hope he accepted her not-so-subtle offer as a means of sticking at his side. Maybe it was a little beyond her usual personality, holding hands so readily with a man she wasn't super familiar with, but she was sure her father would understand. That, and fear overtook any self-conciousness she had about appearing awkward and out of place. He would protect her, that much she was certain of.