It's noted how Ben takes care to see that the crates are enough of a cover. Temporarily. They'll have a window before it starts to be sniffed out, or someone tracks the trail of blood that didn't end with the bodies they've left scattered pieces around.

He feels drained, filthy, and all he wants is to scrub the blood off his skin and get some rest. Ben bought them some time, so hopefully he can afford to at least check off one of those boxes.

"For now," he agrees. Staying here will only make him easier to find. Better to return when his powers are reliable and he's got a clear head. He's still not completely sure where they are right now. "How close is your place?"