Ben is staying aware of their surroundings, but mostly with his eyes and ears, trying to detect any signs of another threat. There is a little less paralyzing fear of it if it comes along, however. Now that he's seen Cole in action... he is able to believe it a bit more, that he can take care of himself. At least in this context, in this way.
He doesn't hesitate to lace his fingers with Cole's and hold tight. Through all this, one of the predominant thoughts his mind comes back to is how cruel this all is, how Cole didn't deserve this. He didn't deserve to die in a place like this. He didn't deserve to be born in a place like this. He didn't deserve to be brought here again when he thought he was free of it.
"Is that...?"
There is some light up ahead, and for a moment Ben's heart skips in fear, thinking it is another Templar. But it isn't the flickering orange-yellow of firelight, isn't that red sickly glow from the lyrium... it is just a pale grey. Like natural light.
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He doesn't hesitate to lace his fingers with Cole's and hold tight. Through all this, one of the predominant thoughts his mind comes back to is how cruel this all is, how Cole didn't deserve this. He didn't deserve to die in a place like this. He didn't deserve to be born in a place like this. He didn't deserve to be brought here again when he thought he was free of it.
"Is that...?"
There is some light up ahead, and for a moment Ben's heart skips in fear, thinking it is another Templar. But it isn't the flickering orange-yellow of firelight, isn't that red sickly glow from the lyrium... it is just a pale grey. Like natural light.