Her eyes track his face, like she's searching for all those emotions that must be going through at this moment. It's alright, really, this is one of the ways she tells which tributes are good (to an extent) and which are bad. It's one of those invisible lines amongst the tributes about who would and wouldn't hurt a kid.

Clementine knows her age only protects her so far.

She's glad, at least, that he doesn't say anything about how wrong it is that she's here. As far as Clementine's concerned it's wrong that they're all here, she doesn't count herself any special treatment in regards to that. This whole thing is so, so messed up, worse even than anything she'd seen back at home -- which is saying a lot considering what she's seen of how bad people could get before.

"Yeah." she nods reassuringly, "I have a lot of good friends here." amongst the tributes at least, Peacekeepers and the rest of the Capitol didn't count. Though even then some of the Capitolites weren't so bad, there's at least two she'd call okay. "This part isn't so bad."

This part meaning being out of the arena.