Leona: *hisses* He wouldn’t be so big without the armor… and the magic… and… well… the spikes.. *looks at Ben* He might even look like you?

Ben: *frowns* I used to think he was a bit like me… but now… I don’t know.

Leona: *clears her throat* What are we going to do?

Ben: I have a bad feeling about this… *murmurs to Leona* A really bad feeling about this. Whenever Zeb’s involved, nothing is simple. I’m not sure why he hates Dad so much but… I guess… I’m gonna find out what happened to Dad… then I’ll come back and…

Leona: I’m coming with you!

Ben: Eh!?

Leona: No way I’m staying here with that brute in the kitchen!

Ben: Okay… *motions for her to follow him outside* Zeb thinks he’s clever but…