It was sweet of Ben to care so much, maybe one day Five will finally get used to his siblings being here for him, alive and caring. That day wasn't today, though, he could barely focus on the present with his headache practically drilling a hole in his head.

"I can't promise anything..." The boy murmured, too softly for Ben to hear, he realized a moment later. Instead of repeating himself, Five didn't want to risk raising his voice, any loud sound caused pain, he made a movement with his hand and gave Ben a brief thumbs up. He was going to be...not fine, but probably not fall either.