Clementine's mouth drops open a bit when he hands it to her like she can't quite believe it is hers. She holds the helmet in her hand before she lifts it up and sets it over her head. It is much bigger than her head, but she feels safer in it somehow even if there aren't any walkers around. "Thanks."

It is so, so cool and so is Flack for letting her borrow this!

"That sounds really cool. Better than walkers anyway." Most things sound better than them though, and she knocks on her helmet smirking when it seems as sturdy as it does. Awesome.