Mina wore an expression somewhere between hope and fear when she saw Van Helsing come into view. It was late, yes, but it could still be done. They had done terrible things this night but he would stop them doing it again the next. Her gaze flickered to John and she felt regret that he should see his beloved Lucy like this. And when she saw her Jonathan, she felt nothing but sorrow. She took a step back, as if distance would help hide the monster she had become.
"You must stop," she said quickly, before she would be commanded into silence, like she knew she would be. "No matter what, you must stop us." Or flee, she half hoped he would flee and save himself. She didn't want to be the death of him.