Clarice's calm facade dropped when Kuvira did whatever she did to the bars. The only thing keeping her in the cell was herself. The realization shook Clarice. This woman needed to stay on the side of the law, for more reasons than simple morality.
She attempted to collect herself as quickly as possible, clearing her throat and standing, smoothing her jacket down with one hand. "If I'm not mistaken, you'll likely find a desk for yourself upstairs."