The heroes arrived at the deep, rectangular pit where the coffin was lowered into. Everyone stood around the West family and the hole, all eyes on Wally's casket. Through out the entire funeral, Ryan's expression didn't really change. This part was no acceptation. His blank gaze watched the fancy box go deeper and deeper into the hole.

Waiola hugged Crystal's arm, wanting to give her space but also make her presence known. She knew Crystal hated to look like this, so she didn't want to bother her too get too close and make it seem like a big deal at the moment. She would wait until they got home. The Hawaiian didn't really understand how the West's could seem so calm compare to Crystal's reaction. What was wrong with them?