[She's actually a bit sad when he dies. Not because she'll miss him (though she does remember fond moments, they feel ages behind) or that she has any semblance of guilt over it but because it's simply over the second his heart stops beating. He's dead and gone and she's left alone in the room, senses to everything around her returning from the tunnel vision feeding brought on. She's covered in blood when she looks down at herself, wiping her chin with her hand before licking it absently.
Bar's closed. Time to go home. She can't quite clean up better than that so she's simply careful with how she leaves, first patting down Reid's pockets for anything useful (keys would be wonderful) and leaving him there without further adieu. Someone else can find him, give him something proper. She's just going to go back out the way she came, painted red and looking for praise in Spike.]