Clementine nodded. She obviously was going to do whatever Andrea wanted her to do. She was just glad she believed her and didn't think she was a big liar. She hadn't seen herself but she knew she looked really different. Nervously playing with the end of her now too-small pajamas, she frowned.

"None of my clothes will fit now," she said. It was okay in the apartment, but she couldn't go outside like this.