The mimic would continue for what seemed like hours, filling her again and again, until, at the least, it was satisfied. Almost unceremoniously, it tossed her out, albeit gently enough, leaving her lying in a sticky, wet pool, as it settled back down into the shape of a chest once again, making ever so slight snoring noises as it does so. And still holding onto all of her items; except for her backpack and quest items, apparently.