Ben looked up and glared at Faustus. "Whatchoo care for?" he asked, still feeling grumpy, and he didn't feel like talking to anyone right now. "You were hiding on me!"
He hid his face again and curled up tighter. He wasn't really mad at Faustus, actually he was really happy to see him. But he couldn't help the mean things that he said. His eyes got hotter and scratchier, and he knew he was gonna cry soon, and he didn't want to cry in front of Faustus.