Ben stayed laying there and his eyes closed. He knew that he would need sleep but it wouldn't come very easily. With the cold, his wounds and everything he doubt he would be able to sleep. Opening his eyes a bit, he watched her silently. She kept on glaring into the fire and he couldn't help but wonder if he should try to talk to her. Yet he remembered all the times he tried to talk to her after the prom, she wouldn't hear it. Sighing, he turned over so that there was room on the makeshift bed and he was watching the cave wall. She may be his childhood friend that he still cared about but she wanted nothing to deal with him. So he would give that to her, she wouldn't have to worry about him anymore once this was all done.