Basil sighed, hoping that Jace was correct in that assumption; although Jace had been rather harsh in how he'd handled the situation, he was nonetheless relieved that the gun was no longer in the possession of someone who was just as liable to shoot the foe as he was his allies. Turning to Jace, he said, "We should give him something more to defend himself with, though, at least until we have the chance to train him with a gun. That knife of his isn't in the best shape." He looked back to where Torin had disappeared to, now even more concerned than before. What if he happened upon some predator out there and had no method of protecting himself?