"True, but he wasn't just a soldier. He was our friend."

He clenched his fist, feeling another shockwave of regret and sorrow. It was something he really should have said to Punchy more often.

"Maybe...in a few days. We can honor him in a more lively way when the pain starts to pass. What did he like? Rapping?"

Someone else would have to do this, of course, because Billy rapping would just be wrong.