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Weakened, Basil collapsed to the floor. With difficulty, he got up and saw Jerrod lying there, with Laurent next to him. Laurent was trying to revive his friend, but to no avail.
"He's dead," Basil said quietly, approaching his comrade.
"But just a few seconds ago, he was alive and standing," the Catarian replied, still in a state of shock.
"I think he died a long time ago," said the Free Folk, examining Jerrod. "Even he had no chance after such a wound."
"How could that be? After all, he..." Laurent lowered his head. "This shouldn't have happened. It's my fault; I should have saved him," the Catarian continued, accustomed to feeling responsible for his comrades.
"No, we couldn't have done anything," Basil replied. "All that's left is to give our friend a final farewell."
Basil examined Jerrod for wounds and equipment, then they joined the others and expressed their desire for a funeral.