He shouldn't know her. His memories of their fight are... hazy. He hadn't remembered until seeing her standing there, hearing her voice, that she'd shot him. He hadn't thought about her at all. But here she is, and now he knows, and she's acting like they ought to be allies not enemies--

--and he doesn't know what to do about it. So in the meantime, he answers her question. "Two days." Long enough to know the layout of the place, and to start to feel restless in it. Nervous about it. (Not that he's ever not nervous, honestly.)

A pause. "You?"