He glanced down at his gun and held it at his side, rather than in a direction in which he could potentially use it against the Slayer. He shook his head and glanced around the alley, taking in all of the bodies once again. It probably would have made him sick to look at it all, but by now Sam was kind of used to the gore factor.
"Sorry," he said, in reference to the gun. "Couldn't see you...it's kinda dark out here." He stepped closer to her, one hand rising up to rub at the back of his head as he moved. "Sheesh, what happened here?"