"E-everybody's life concerns me, Kenna, if-- if I can help, I'm-- I'm going to help." He says it with conviction, but no volume, and his voice dies away on his lips.

Bennett understands there are strings tugging at the crews' limbs, and it is always going to be less painful to go with the pull than to fight back. That's why Hound worries him, why Kenna now worries him, too. He knows he's losing out on Kenna's merciful patience, so he throws his hopes at one last question.

"...why does me knowing his name help him? If... if you can tell me that, I'll-- I'll leave you be."