When Lee is dying at the end and Clementine is trying to help him because he's been there for her since it all went bad and he's been such a positive and, frankly, amazingly influential and supportive person for her in recent weeks, it
breaks my heart. It was the saddest moment I've ever experienced in a game, but I appreciated (maybe that's a better word) that it brought out such a powerful emotional reaction out of me. In a sort of "I am human and I feel" sort of way maybe.
If it wasn't contained in a fictional narrative, I'd likely feel genuinely sad without any sort of "Come on Allan this isn't real and you're reacting this way!" I certainly wouldn't enjoy it in that sense, and would probably be much, much more averse to the scene happening."
I don't enjoy seeing Lee and Clementine suffer because I'm a sadist. I enjoy it because the response I get to it is not that far off from reality, which is empathy and sadness. In some sense, I suppose I really enjoy that my reaction was empathy and sadness... I consider those ideal reactions for a scene like that, and it's so unique for a game (or any media) to bring that out of me.