"She's gone. She's gone. She's gone," is all that Clara is able to repeat, sound more and more frustrated that she isn't being understood because why couldn't she be understood, why couldn't they know right away what she's saying? It's clear as day for her except there's mist in her head where her proper thoughts should be because something isn't right. "She got misplaced and I can't find her and it isn't right, it isn't right."

Another lightbulb goes out near them, oh dear, and she's now covering her ears and shaking her head, rocking back and forth a bit to calm herself down because it's rude to break things and she's sorry for it but she's gone she's misplaced where is she where is she

Clara has never been this distressed before, even when troubled by people wanting to actively banish her, so all signs point to someone close to her being in danger. Possibly. Maybe the girl decided to just play hooky. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I-- I can't-- She's not in her rooms, not in her circle, not in places I know. Where? Do you know where?"