Finally, when he sees the magical block happen, Benedict is able to breathe out. He rests his head back against the wall, still eyeing Atticus warily, but at least relatively confident he's not about to be cursed to death.
He'd get up onto his feet, but Benedict is pretty sure his legs would just shake out from under him and he's better off staying here. Out of the way. Totally innocent and nonthreatening.