Chirrut can practically taste Baze's pain, and its resurgence has him abandoning his newly formed resolve to stay still in favor of struggling to rise again.

He's flattened again, firmly, and with a directing nod Master Sheotar has the Guardians haul Chirrut to his feet.

"We will send an infirmary technician to you, Imwe." She informs him, curtly, and he's hauled out on dragging feet.