Allen had, admittedly, left David a bit emotional. It had reminded David a bit of him growing up on the farm; The way he was treated, at least. It was a lot of Trial and Error as a kid, but David had a good amount of knowledge on how to do just about everything on the farm. The part about his grandfather going to the Inn wasn't something he really knew about; And listening to it was a bit painful. [b]' I should have known in that moment that he knew he didn't have too much longer left.'[/b], is what Allen said that bothered David.

If he knew something like this was coming, why didn't he say anything to him? David couldn't recall any conversations that seemed abnormal; Any trips out of the ordinary... He had nothing to truly prepare him for this, no real final talk with his grandfather. The old man had been asleep that night David came in from tending the animals. He knew that because the man was still obnoxiously snoring at that point. 

"Thank you, Allen." Pastor Rowrick spoke, before the others slowly began to come up and speak. Time passed, and it was good for everyone's spirits to speak about the man. After awhile, everyone had taken their course, and David was taken by surprise as he was addressed. The young man had been trying to stall, but eventually, they ran out of people. He ended up being next. 

Standing, the boy pulled at the bandana around his neck as he approached the front, slowly turning, and looking at everyone. These people, for the most part, had been a big part of his life; Whether just friends, or people who taught him a thing or two that his grandfather didn't, David had a warm appreciation for them all. He coughed, awkwardly. He obviously wasn't good at this; The silence making it worse on him. 

"Grandpa Rustler, as Ah called 'em once he told me t' stop callin' 'im dad, pretty much raised me mah whole life. When mah parents didn't want to raise a kid, they left me with him. An' he took care of me without a second thought; Never showed any regrets or anything like that. When Ah made a mistake, he made me do it again until Ah got it right, instead of gettin' mad and yellin'. Though he did do plenty of that when Ah got myself into trouble..."

Ramone laughed, disturbing the moment, but he couldn't help it. "It was usually my fault!" He admitted, having pulled David into a bit of trouble when they were little. Much to the dismay of the more mature kids; Though just by hearing that laugh they knew that it meant he was thinking about something that people wouldn't approve of. Pulling innocent David into it just made it a bit more irritating to the people that actually liked him as a friend; David didn't really know much better until after he and Ramone started hanging out back then.

"Yep," David replied, waiting for a moment so Ramone could stop laughing. "Ah don't really wanna tell a life story, 'cause most of you already know it for the most part... But Ah don't think Ah could've been happier anywhere else than livin' with him." 

Sniffling, he realized he wasn't going to be living with that old man anymore. He was alone now. The uncertainty in his eyes was obvious; He seemed to be struggling to figure out what he wanted to do. Or if he could even do anything. It all felt so meaningless with his grandfather gone.

"This isn't really 'bout grandpa or nothin', but... Ah really do appreciate ya'll bein' here. That's just from me, y'know...?"

A moment of silence passed, and David simply nodded. "That's it..." He muttered, not really wanting to go on. It hurt, physically. He was glad to have spoken, but it was near time. Time to actually take the coffin, and bury the body behind the church. It was raining, but they would bury their fallen regardless; The men of the town didn't mind it when it came to putting their dead loved ones in their final resting place. 

"Before we continue, it would be wise to bid our final farewells." Matthew spoke, calmly, as people began to rise.

David approached the coffin, staring down at his grandfather's body. Tears formed in his eyes, but he didn't let them fall; His grandfather always told him to not be a crybaby. He wasn't going to cry-- He just wouldn't.

Didn't stop it from looking like he was going to start pouring a waterfall's worth of water out of his eyes, though.