"They're knocked out." Someone groans in the background and Ilya amends, "They're mostly knocked out. The rest are injured. But just in this area. There's probably more..."

He trails off, not knowing what to do. He can't move Dolemeck to somewhere safe if he doesn't know where 'safe' is, and Dolemeck looks like he's on death's doorstep already. Ilya wishes he were better at transmitting telepathically, but he's always been a receiver, not a transmitter, and doesn't know who to call anyway.

At a loss, he just runs his hand through Dolemeck's hair in a vague attempt to be comforting. Ilya isn't sure what use he can be, but he's here, at least.