As soon as she realises that someone is coming inside the lab Clementine throws herself behind one of the big tables, crouching down and replacing the potato in her hand with her homemade shrapnel knife. There's no telling who's coming inside and Clementine has instincts honed finally enough from listening out for Walkers to move quickly.

She waits until she hears the person step inside and tellingly they don't call out her name which means it's probably not Nick or Luke, so after a deep breath she risks peeking out around the table.

"Brock?"

Definitely not Nick or Luke but someone she thinks is a friend. Clementine pokes her head right round the table after recognising him.