*Murphy delicately put the dead body down, waited for the girls to get situated and began to tuck into the rubble. Moving pieces off of Dawn. He moved his hand once to brush a stray hair off her forehead and then continued to move pieces.*
All right, everyone grab a corner an' jus' toss it back behind us. Jus' make sure it ain't crushin' nothin vital, she ain't bleedin' under this fucker? Don' wanna make it worse by movin' it an' not havin' no Docta' near.