Ayyyyyyy I don't know how to write this??? So it might be super awkward and might not make sense?????? *insert distressed author noises here* 

I call team Voltron on my phone, after spending about half an hour with Kieth. "Hey guys," I say solemnly, "I have some bad news..." They fall silent for a while, then Hunk is the one to break the thick silence, "He died... didn't he..." I stay silent, hoping that the others will take that as a yes.
"So... What do we do? We're now down two paladins, so there's nobody to pilot the black lion or the red lion." Pidge says.
"I... I don't know... I need to plan Kieth's funeral, and I need somebody to help with it..." I feel my eyes start to well up with tears again, and I try to hold them back. "I'm still at the hospital, and I'm still with Kieth... It's been about half an hour since he died... I still can't believe he's gone..." "None of us can, Lance," I hear Allura say through my phone, "he seemed so... Happy with us. With you, especially. I can't even begin to imagine how hard this is for you, Lance..." "I-I'll be fine... I was thinking of cremating him, and putting his ashes into a keychain of sorts... So he'll always be with me... And maybe we could have the funeral here on Earth... I don't know... I've never had to do this for someone I love before, I don't know what to do..."

-SoulEvans5