( Well, this is a major switch for Ben. After being a ghost for seventeen years, he does feel some sympathy for the one that wanders around them, but he can't deny there's a satisfaction that fills him when Nynaeve holds out the round stone. )

( His eyes widen when the other rolls away. )

You're a life saver. ( He whispers the words, then lowers himself to carefully, but quickly, grab for the other one. )

( Ben stops and smiles as he looks at Nynaeve, again. She's pretty, he muses, but is wise enough to keep that to himself. This isn't the time, or the place. And they did just meet. )

( Ducked away, he doesn't feel comfortable with the idea of the ghost managing to find him, even if they have its eyes, he speaks again, in a whisper. )

How do you want to do this? I don't know if that thing is going to be happy, or have an easier time finding us to gut us.