[Hendel strides after her quickly, seizing Clara's wrist and jerking it up behind her back. Using the grip as leverage, she twists Clara so that they're facing again.]

Consider, my dear, that finding a room yourself will not make you safe. Wherever you make your dwellings, I can find you, and if I have to waste time ferreting you out of them then I... will not be best pleased.

Remember, as well, that none of your little friends are here to look after you.