Gabriella turned to look at him, part of her expecting him to just let her die because of her failure when it came to the mission she'd been given, but it was nearing the point where it would be a welcomed thing. Blood was covering the floor now, her clothes soaked with it, and she looked tiredly up at him from her spot on the floor.

"S-she came up on me from behind," she replied, her voice softer, and eyes closed as she let out a heavy breath. "'m sorry..."