You guys can feel free to loot yourselves. Lydia is -

Well, Lydia's cursing creatively and making a concerted effort not to die. As no one's really established clear and decisive rules on whether or not dying is a thing that sticks here. (Though there's an argument that can be made for 'no' - seeing as personal items don't stick here. Though there's also an argument that can be made for having to drag someone's corpse out of someone else's head that she doesn't really want to think on too hard.)

"Fucking shit," she yells. It's cathartic. This balloon is too far away and this process is a pain in the god damn ass.