[Her breathing is a little ragged and her head is pounding even as the blood flows out of her. It's not the taunting about not doing what she can to get him out of here that bothers her. She is trying. Sure, certain vampires have taken center stage lately eating up resources, but she's trying. Trying for everyone who wants to go home and who doesn't want to come here for the first place. She has no guilt there. But pretending it's enough? That part hits something inside her. That part of her who wonders if she'd ever stack up against the other woman in a fair fight. The one where he'd really have to make the choice between her and prison or his life at home. The part that doesn't really believe she would.
But if she lets him see that aching it's only for a moment because then her eyes narrow, hardening.]
Spencer Reid is loved whether he's here or at home. Who's going to say that about Tyki Mikk?