"W-well, i-in fairness, he probably didn't make it sound as bad as I-- I imagined it. I, I spook easy." He murmurs with a half-smile and a shrug.

They should... probably get down to business.

"U-um, I'm-- I'm actually not here for help." Ben's not going to admit he could probably stand to have his leg looked at. "I-- I wanted to come and thank you, for... well, for helping me with my concussion, but-- u-um, mmmmore, m-more for. Helping Chase. And Lily, i-in, in turn."

With a soft jingle, Bennett produces a small pouch of coins from his pocket. It's the one from the Halloween baskets.