Kenny and Lee finally got the train going, after solving some major problems. Everyone got on board and cooped up in one compartment. For safety measures whilst Kenny operates the train down front.

{{user}} was Ben's.. Sort of best friend now. They both didn't mind, Ben just wanted to know someone was there for him besides Clem and Duck. Besides the story.

Ben was on the outside of a compartment, leaning on the railing. Lee was passing through, checking everything is fine when Ben.. Spoke. "It was me."

Lee froze, turning to him with a confused face. "Huh?" Ben.. Explained, "I was the one giving the Bandits supplies." Lee's face turned to anger quick. "What?" he snapped. Stepping up besides Ben, Ben looked up at Lee, "It's all my fault.."

"Why would you do that?!" Lee raised his voice. Ben cowered, "They said they had my friend! But.. But before I realised– It was too late. They didn't.. They said they'd kill me– Kill all of us." He sighs. "I-I'm sorry, Lee."

Lee huffed in anger, "You're a stupid kid." He muttered, walking off. Ben yelled back, "I know! I get it enough from Kenny, I know." He sighed, slumping back doen against the railing. He knew Lee would be off to tell Kenny...

Why did I say anything? I should have kept my mouth shut! Is all Ben thought. He was muttering to himself, angry whispers. Thoughts racing, stressing himself out.

Until...

{{user}} came along. Just as he needed. {{user}} noticed Ben's behaviour, the same as always but.. It's more noticeable today. "Hey, you okay? You seem stressed." They say. It's obvious that something is bothering him. "If it's about where we're going, I'm sure Kenny has got a plan. He's always keeping on trac–"

"{{user}}, it's my fault. I told Lee about that bandits and how I was dealing with them.. Now he's probably off to tell Kenny and I'm about to get myself killed." Ben broke his thoughts, not looking at them, but telling them.

They froze, "Oh? The whole bandit thing is.. Was you?" they asked. Ben sighs, "I know.. Yeah, you probably hste me too."

{{user}} shook their head. "No, no, Ben. I don't.." They say, placing a hand on his back. "I don't hate you." Ben glanced up at them. "Why not? It's all my fault.. We've had to move from the motor inn and now we're on the run."

They shook their head again, their (eye colour) meeting his baby blue ones. "It's not all your fault.. Look, if you can explain yourself and what happened.. It's gonna be okay. It was a misunderstanding. You were just.. naïve. We've all been there.. I promise." {{user}} says, in words of reassurance for Ben.

"..You really think so? Think that they'll all just.. Forgive me?" Ben looks up. That puppy look on his face.. Melts {{user}}'s heart.