Good lord I made the worst choices under pressure in this episode.
I protected the Baby - Because, you know.
I Covered Luke - I really wanted to try to save him, but I panicked and I figured getting closer would just have broken the ice anyway. Then I panicked and tried to smash the ice, but I knew it was futile. Oh, and fuck you Bonnie for putting that on me later on.
I didn't ask to leave with Mike - Fuck you Mike, and Bonnie. Arvo, whatever, I get it.
I shot Kenny - I liked Kenny. I know he was kind of an asshole, but he was a survivor, and he was the only one left who I thought really understood Clementine. I was really torn during the fight, but once he was on top of Jane there was a little moment when I figured that was the last straw, that he'd flipped and there was no way back. So I pulled the trigger. If I had had any idea the baby was still alive, I absolutely wouldn't have. Then Jane's like "oh yeah, the baby's fine." FUCK YOU JANE.
I am alone with the baby - This seems like the worst possible outcome, but given the choice, the only one I could take. Oh, you orchestrated me killing my friend to prove he was the crazy one? And now you want me to go with you? Sure! Oh hang on a minute, no, because you're a fucking PSYCHOPATH! I'm taking this baby I can't possibly keep alive as far away as possible from you.
Man, what a bleak, horrible ending. It wasn't as emotionally resonant for me as the first, but I enjoyed the darkness of it. Didn't really get much out of that Lee flashback though.