They had lost so much already that having a bit of happiness back, having Ben again with them, was a much too important and unique chance to gamble with it.

"It's okay, breathe, Ben. We got you." Five reaches out to rest a hand on his brother's chest after he startles himself awake. He doesn't know what is going on or if Ben is in pain. It must be strange for him to be back after being trapped alone for so long. The younger teen knew all too well what kind of confusion and fear that could bring.

"Are you hurt? Do you want me to get mom?” Five’s voice is very small, as if speaking in anything louder than a whisper is too much effort. He's still so pale that one might think he was the ghost one of the two, but his skin had always been fair. He's in no state to spatial jump and his throat hurts but he will still find a way to alert Grace if that's what his brother needs.