He lifted his chin in in lieu of a wave. Kept his mouth shut otherwise. Then stared at her for close to a minute, unsure if he should do anything else since she was just kind of standing there, too. With a hard gulp of air, he gave a nod and turned around to make his way deeper in, get back to taking care of the dead.

If they were lucky, once they got themselves set up in a base of sorts, they'd be able to come back and bury those that didn't make it. Didn't have names for any of them. But they could at least have the dignity of a grave.