Spending one's entire life being coddled leads to an arrested development of sorts, but having been in Kirkwall for the past half a year has begun to give Benedict his feet in a way that wasn't possible under his parents' wing. Still, there's a lot of ground to cover, and being on his own, especially as a prisoner, hasn't expedited the process.

He nods quietly to Hanzo, his anxiety easing ever so slightly. Someone with experience is here to help him, and though he was-- is still afraid, perhaps there's a chance this can get better without bloodshed.