[ He doesn't skip a beat, falling in step behind her on her way back to the door to survey the damages. For what they've got left to work with, it isn't a good estimate. ]

Nnnot really... [ Mumbled as he glances around behind them, eyes glazing over the body still sprawled smack in the middle of the apartment. They really should... move her... Steeling himself, he steps past her for the second time in as many minutes. ]

We kinda went all out the first time, so unless we wanna start ripping out the floorboards... Maybe there's some plywood in the couch or something.

[ He makes his way to the living room and yanks off the seat cushions. Jackpot. Shame about the couch, though, but they've all still got beds. ]

Yeah- You wanna come take this apart?