"A few days." she responded, a few days wasn't horrible. Close to a week, wasn't it? She'd survive for a few days. Though if it went past that she was going to start jumping to extreme measures to get her body back. It was the oddest thing to see Dean's body infront of her, but know that it was Ruby. And if Dean's body was out here, hers should be...she turned Sam's head to look toward her bedroom.
"...this is just wrong." she said with a sigh, before moving toward her bedroom. "I got nothing." she admitted, "The last time I switched bodies with someone, there was...like a trigger." something they both had to touch, whatever the hell it was called. Magical object.
Her eyes dropped to the stomach of her body, and she suddenly felt pretty sorry for Sam. It had hurt enough, but at least she was use to it, and with the healing? It wasn't that bad. "How are you doing?" She stopped at the doorway of her bedroom, looking toward the bed. And she didn't actually mean Sam. Her body would survive, but he had to be in some serious pain. "I don't know if you did it already or not, but the bandages should probably be changed today. It's bound...but you might want to get it bound better..." she could get away with not bandaging wounds to much. He couldn't. "I'm sorry you got stuck with me."