Clementine appreciates the fact he didn't try to shake her hand, she really does.

"Oh." she blinks and then nods a little further. She doesn't think Nick would help anyone bad out, at least not knowingly. Deciding to take a chance she relaxes her grip on the piece of shrapnel and folds her arms loosely across her chest instead. "I'm Clementine. I... we're okay."

Well, not really, counting how Nick had almost died on their first day in the arena but this guy doesn't look much like a doctor. "We have some supplies." her gaze flickers and you know what, she's just going to ask, "Why are you carrying around that things head?"