"Okay, yeah, not that long then. Couple days. We're still looting that thing for the most part." At least the things that are still loot-able, that is. The meat is past what anything can be done with, but the treasure doesn't disintegrate like natural matter, so there's more than enough time to have all the gold they want. Beau stretches her arms above her head, absentmindedly rolling a shoulder as they talk. "You need help getting back to your place? All your shit should still be there, at least."