Ben gives the crates a morbid look, along with a sigh, checking to make sure the hell hound isn't visible from the other side. Far as he can tell, no, and most people will probably not be looking behind them. He hopes.

"You're welcome," is the tentative response, words slow as Ben processes the appreciation. Shadowing Five and Allison is way different than Klaus.

When Five tells him to get cleaned up, Ben crosses his arms, expression going firm.

"Only if you're leaving the area."