[Sandy - I'm running out of traumatized soliloquies]

Sandy just kept sitting on his haunches, mindlessly scratching in the dirt and grit to keep himself distracted. In fact, seeing how they were at the cave entrance, there was quite a bit of dirt and sand-like materials about. If he were thinking clearly, he might've been able to devise some plan, but alas, he was too deep in his own shock and despair.