[ Ben considers for a long moment. A part of him wants to say yes, because it is his instinct to be private, to hide everything, from everyone, without question. But Peter hadn't hidden, from him. Ben had just given him those big speeches about relying on other people, not facing stuff alone. Wouldn't it make him a hypocrite, then, to make Peter leave the room, just because a few things on the footage might be a little embarrassing? ]
No, it's fine.
[ Then, as he's looking at the screen, jaw set, he admits: ]
Actually, I really don't wanna do this alone, so. You don't have to watch with me, if you wanna start coming up with some traps or whatever but. I'd appreciate if you stay in the room.
[ And he clicks the button to start the footage. He's tempted to poke at the settings, find a way to speed it up, get it over with. But then he remembers how brief that flash of a bulky figure coming in had been on Peter's footage. There might be more clues here he would miss if he tried to just race through. So he makes himself just watch, cycles of him sleeping and reading, Klaus coming in and 'borrowing' things from his closet, his desk. Ben shakes his head at that, mouth quirked to the side.
There are other, less pleasant things. They'd chosen to keep some footage of him having nightmares. The feed is silent, but him tossing around in his sleep, the way the door to Klaus's room opens and his sleepy head pokes in to check on Ben... suggests there was a certain amount of noisiness. Jaw set, Ben laces his fingers together tight in his lap, and keeps watching.
He doesn't see a figure coming in his room, like he'd seen with Peter's. But there are gaps in the footage where it cuts off abruptly. How many of those gaps are just cutting out boring down time, and how many are concealing potential incursions? ]
It keeps doing that. Do you see? When we're not in the room, sometimes the camera just zooms in on... like, our shit. Why the fuck would anyone care about my book or - or headphones?
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No, it's fine.
[ Then, as he's looking at the screen, jaw set, he admits: ]
Actually, I really don't wanna do this alone, so. You don't have to watch with me, if you wanna start coming up with some traps or whatever but. I'd appreciate if you stay in the room.
[ And he clicks the button to start the footage. He's tempted to poke at the settings, find a way to speed it up, get it over with. But then he remembers how brief that flash of a bulky figure coming in had been on Peter's footage. There might be more clues here he would miss if he tried to just race through. So he makes himself just watch, cycles of him sleeping and reading, Klaus coming in and 'borrowing' things from his closet, his desk. Ben shakes his head at that, mouth quirked to the side.
There are other, less pleasant things. They'd chosen to keep some footage of him having nightmares. The feed is silent, but him tossing around in his sleep, the way the door to Klaus's room opens and his sleepy head pokes in to check on Ben... suggests there was a certain amount of noisiness. Jaw set, Ben laces his fingers together tight in his lap, and keeps watching.
He doesn't see a figure coming in his room, like he'd seen with Peter's. But there are gaps in the footage where it cuts off abruptly. How many of those gaps are just cutting out boring down time, and how many are concealing potential incursions? ]
It keeps doing that. Do you see? When we're not in the room, sometimes the camera just zooms in on... like, our shit. Why the fuck would anyone care about my book or - or headphones?