Leona: Now you see here, Benjamin Ya! *challenges him, low voice, head lowered* Even though the armor is here, buried in this library in the middle of nowhere… you haven’t left it. You still wear it on the inside, hiding behind it. Every time someone tries to get close to you and tries to find out about you, you go into hiding. When are you going to start taking off the armor? When are you going to break free, and stop hiding behind your fears? It’s the person inside that’s important.
Ben: No one needs to find me. It’s better that way. *mutters* All I do is cause other people to get hurt, even when I don’t mean to. Maybe the armor is what’s really there… maybe it’s all the other stuff I just make up. If people really knew how I was… what I am… They’d never let me stay in Baron. Cecil included.