As Vash's arms came up to wrap around Wolfwood when the man's head came down to his shoulder, his thought was, aside from aching for him, that this was likely a ... well, not good reaction, but a better reaction than anger and denial that it was upsetting. For all that the latter was so, so very Wolfwood.

He did his best to help with the slab, but also made sure to not get in Wolfwood's way, and he watched as the shovel was considered and discarded, and he almost reached for it but.

He would know how deep would be safe to use the shovel if he had done the burying. But his other self, in the emotional state he must have been in?

Hands were fine. He knelt on the other hand and just dug and put the sand on his other side, leaving the pile to its finder.

It went on... for a good while, before the consistency of the sand changed.

"I think... we are close."