Ben sighed when he heard her and nodded, "I probably should but I am slightly afraid to see it." he said softly and reached up to the bandage over his eye. Very slowly he started to take the makeshift bandage away from it and soon all of it was off. Looking up at Jane, he gave a weak smile, "how bad does it look?" In truth his eye looked horrible. A nice gash ran across his eye but didn't hit the actual eye. Small cuts, like glass had been thrown at it, surrounded his whole eye and made it look horrible. What made it worse was when you looked at the eye, it looked dead. It was clear that it wasn't going to work anytime soon. "I think when the plane crashed I slammed my face into something, probably the seat in front of me." he said as he waited for her to tell him about it.