Frank's eyes widen when Clara starts crying, something he's certain somehow is his fault though he can't pinpoint what he did wrong yet. He watches like a deer-in-headlights like he's waiting for further instruction when instead she asks him that. The question they've always left open between them in the past. He knows Clara is no innocent herself, though she's also not a brutal killer like himself. Very few are so it's not that shocking - and for that reason her inquiry shouldn't shock him either.

"You're safe," he croaks out, not sure if that's why she's asking but he needs to be straightforward about this, he knows. His watery eyes reflect back her sadness as he admits, "Two of them got away, but I'll take care of it."