He hadn't been in his room. At least He hadn't, as he felt like there was too much going on and too many... him. Ghost or not he felt bad taking up space. The library was easier to deal with anyhow and he wasn't able to sleep very well lately. Too many thoughts.

So the library was it. Ben, seated on a long couch, shoes off, feet up and leaning into the couch back with his side. He was reading, though he wasn't doing very well at it. Too distracted with thoughts.

When he heard foot steps, his head peeked over the couch back to see... Klaus. The young one. The one he wanted to protect most of all and was failing at. He deserved the truth though, and he couldn't stop others from telling him, but he felt bad for it.

Closing his book he sat it right, looking off at the boy. "Can't sleep?" Ben called out to him.