Ben doesn't feel bad, at all. He gets it. Sometimes it helps when someone else is quiet, it's just hard for him to stay that way now that he can be heard.

The footsteps are heard by Ben as well, he steps out of the alley and greets the guard.

"Hi, there. I think I saw a thief run down that other street, there. Some pickpocket. I didn't want to get involved, though. Didn't seem safe," Ben attempts, and even manages to extinguish that smile he's had on his face since he found himself alive, to look totally serious and concerned.