She winces inwardly. She didn't mean to kill him, not really. After all the time fighting soulless robots, she's not used to holding back. Anything less than full strength was never enough.
She tries telling herself that its a vampire, already dead, maybe she's doing his spirit a favor. It doesn't help.
She does manage to choke the self-doubt long enough to play it tough, turning to the people with guns as she lets Panther drop. "Someone volunteering to be next?"