Little seemed to get past those who ran the hotel anymore and thus, Claire was unaware of anyone being possessed. Or missing. Or converted.
Seeing his pained expression, Claire immediately stepped forward and settled her fingers on his own, offering as much comfort as one could through a fence. Her lips pouted in sympathy as she missed her uncle every second of the day. "Hey, it's not like she's gone forever, right? She's still out there and I'm sure she misses you too." Or at least, she had to assume these things about her future self as it was in her nature to care so. "And you have me?"
Though they had only talked through the boards, Claire was more than willing to befriend Sam. He was a decent guy, one who was kind enough to take Sandra in during her time of need to get away. And she was always wanting those around her to be happy.