He breathes deeply, trying to regain his composure and his movement. His omen just yips affirmatively and starts grabbing at one of the smaller bones. ... It's still a little too big for the omen, so it goes to use its mouth -

"Hey, no." Nara'a reaches down and takes the bone from his omen, placing it gently in the hole himself. "... Sorry. But having hands like ours is going to make this easier." He kneels and starts helping to place the bones in the grave. "Are you okay, Chizuru?"