[And Alex does follow, his steps in perfect sync, his approach as flawless in form as Ben's retreat. His movements are a mirror of his friend's, and that, he thinks, is as it should be. He stays close enough that he can watch the tiny, sharp movements of Ben's eyes, the twitches of his lips.]
I'll come with you.
[He is very close, his eyes very wide, mouth twisted in the beginnings of a sharp laugh. He is unstable, but all of a sudden so happy, so thrilled.]
[Ben did this. Ben made him this way. He ought to believe.]
[Maybe someday.]
I'll come with you and do what needs to be done. In this place, with these people. With you.
[ Spam ]
I'll come with you.
[He is very close, his eyes very wide, mouth twisted in the beginnings of a sharp laugh. He is unstable, but all of a sudden so happy, so thrilled.]
[Ben did this. Ben made him this way. He ought to believe.]
[Maybe someday.]
I'll come with you and do what needs to be done. In this place, with these people. With you.