Mina's voice reminds her that time is still moving, however she might feel, and she looks down to switch the gun's safety on. She's not entirely comfortable removing the magazine with Black Mask's body in the room. She can't shake the paranoia that it might get up again.

"I... don't know," she answers after some thought. She feels a little shaky.

"I think I need to sit down for a bit." She takes a few steps to the nearest column and slides down it, landing on the floor harder than she intended. At the moment she mostly feels exhausted. A large part of her is relieved, but the rest is a fight between guilt over having killed someone and pride over her victory.