"I will deal with it." her voice was weak, but enough for him to hear. "... I have no super-pals to clean up my messes as it is."

And she would deal with it - possibly seeing if she could find a way to properly bury these two innocent souls that she, in a way, had slain. She felt her hands begin to shake, and immediately clenched both fists to the point that her nails dug into her own hands.
... it was happening again...
She was hurting others again.
She had tried so hard not to...

"... I do not regret healing you of your pain." an honest truth slipping from her lips.