"Back atcha," Elayned smiled again and released Tara and Myitt's hand, turning to walk (albeit a little unsteadily) toward the back of the bar where she had spotted what looked like a broom closet door. She opened it, coughed at the dust, and then dug through the tools until she found a shovel in the very back. Holding it aloft, she announced to the barkeeper, "I'm borrowing this for a bit," and, without waiting to see the scowl she knew was now on his face, she headed outside. Weaving through the ships, she reached her own and headed inside to bury her pilot's body and then catch some rest.
((Oh, don't worry, I'll be back.
I feel like that deserves a "mwahaha."))