Standing back up again Clementine backs off a little to give them room. "Yeah, that's me."

As soon as Albert talks to Jet about her as if she's not part of the conversation her expression turns distinctly unimpressed, folding her arms across her chest. "He's right, I'm not. I can take care of myself."

She glances back around them at the other tributes. "... yeah, they can't be that far away yet."