"Stationa--" the word fell on deaf ears as Bear called out and charge like said elephant. Ben shrugged and took a few more steps back as he watched intently. "Whenever you're ready, guys, just go right ahead..." he muttered to himself, jotting notes and wincing with every blow that landed. Perhaps he should've held off on the chainsaw...and the flamethrower...and the blades.
Minor concerns aside, he was getting quite a bit out of this all. Bear seemed to move fine in the armor and it wasn't cracking under the force of his fists and boots. Such strange beasts, he mused to himself. No matter how long he'd been at the facility, no matter how many people he'd met and worked with, he never failed to be impressed or in awe of the Supers that came through. Sinjin and Bear were no exception.
As the two set to work beating the daylights out of one another - he remained unconvinced that there wasn't any sexual tension - all he could do was stand back and out of the way. Ben did love a productive afternoon.