[Ben doesn't know what's going on for certain, but he sees it all. He came straight to the infirmary once he finished speaking with Zane, slipping in as quietly as he knows how, which is very close to perfect silence. His fear makes him cautious above and beyond what he would normally consider sufficient, leaving him silent and still against the wall as he watches.
He doesn't, exactly, know what Marsh is doing that first quiets Riddick and then lets him rage and then soothes him again, but he hates it. Riddick himself is, currently, as good as a stranger to him: it's in every line of him in a terrible way that Ben recognizes, the almost clumsy raw power and strength that he's seen the past couple of weeks and mistook for stress or grief or fatigue; mindless in a way he knows his friend is not. A part of him has already denounced this person before him as Riddick, as his friend; he's not anymore. That much is clear.
But he is. Ben watches, paralyzed by his lifelong terror of a corporation he's never going back within the reaches of, until Marsh sits down again. Then and only then does he move forward, still cat-silent except for the strangely detached, absolutely toneless voice in which he makes a demand that is both a statement and a plea.]
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He doesn't, exactly, know what Marsh is doing that first quiets Riddick and then lets him rage and then soothes him again, but he hates it. Riddick himself is, currently, as good as a stranger to him: it's in every line of him in a terrible way that Ben recognizes, the almost clumsy raw power and strength that he's seen the past couple of weeks and mistook for stress or grief or fatigue; mindless in a way he knows his friend is not. A part of him has already denounced this person before him as Riddick, as his friend; he's not anymore. That much is clear.
But he is. Ben watches, paralyzed by his lifelong terror of a corporation he's never going back within the reaches of, until Marsh sits down again. Then and only then does he move forward, still cat-silent except for the strangely detached, absolutely toneless voice in which he makes a demand that is both a statement and a plea.]
Whatever you are doing to him, you must stop.