So Sah was acting... weird. Weirder than usual. Well, a different kind of weird, at least. And Delia was, too. Tal kept sneaking worried glances in her direction as they made their lines in the snow, and maybe even one or two at Sah as they finished the first task in heavy silence.
Regathering at the supplies, he gave Deimos a look that involved raised brows and shifted eyes towards the other two, but the pick mattock he was handed in return earned a wrinkled nose and a look of silent skepticism. Raw strength wasn't exactly his strong point, so...
"I can outline," he offered, turning the mattock pointy-end down and heading towards the oldest part of the ash trail, aware that it might be blown astray if they waited too long. Putting his back into it, he focused on making each strike and drag into the frozen earth precise rather than deep; leaving that to those that came after him.
Tal begins to outline the digging area!
Regathering at the supplies, he gave Deimos a look that involved raised brows and shifted eyes towards the other two, but the pick mattock he was handed in return earned a wrinkled nose and a look of silent skepticism. Raw strength wasn't exactly his strong point, so...
"I can outline," he offered, turning the mattock pointy-end down and heading towards the oldest part of the ash trail, aware that it might be blown astray if they waited too long. Putting his back into it, he focused on making each strike and drag into the frozen earth precise rather than deep; leaving that to those that came after him.
Tal begins to outline the digging area!
