"It's not so bad, so far," she says, dropping casually to her knees to start dragging handfuls of snow together into a pile. "No bandits, no walkers, no YaoCorp..." Sure, they have a big impending battle of some kind to protect the actual literal sun, but it's hard for Clem to picture that being any worse than some of the shit Yao flung them into. Like that stupid maze, when Warren caved her skull in in front of Wade and Jesse. That wasn't so great.

It's worth noting that the pile of snow she's gathered is currently being transformed into a pyramid of snowballs. 'Ammo', one might say.