Technically, Noble had lived here longest, but Clementine often forgot that part given how frequently Ford liked to play the I'm responsible for the family card. Truly maddening.

"Are you... looking for anything in particular?" Clementine asked. Her tone wasn't exactly helpful, but since her words were, she doubted anyone would suggest she was not at least trying. She could not very well mold her future nieces into little feminists to terrorize their father if she was not on good terms with their mother, and while she wasn't eager to be best of friends with... her, she likewise did not want to burn any bridges for the future.