[ While Stan is stating to cry, Ford is starting to shut down. After his expression moves through the standards and 'realization', 'horror', and a brief stop at 'grief', he starts to go blank. A moment later all that's left in his expression is focused anger. ]

... You would have had to have shown up before sunrise to help.

[ Ford pauses, reaching out to grasp Stan's shoulder for a moment, making sure he's going to be... well, not okay, but functional enough to not need extra support.

Then he takes a step forward. He's staring down at Dipper's sheet-covered body, but makes no move to remove the sheet just yet. ]

I don't suppose anyone heard anything last night?