If anyone had told Ben that he would be stuck in a spinning ball with an ex-Stormtrooper while they rolled through an island filled with prehistoric creatures and casually eating chocolates at the same time, he would have laughed right in their faces.
And yet, here he was, sharing the small space with Finn and actually enjoying himself.
The line hadn't been long. They'd climbed in (Ben had to wriggle himself to fit properly) and started off with high expectations. Or at least, Ben did. He had hopes that they'd get to see one of the larger predators that seemed to always be in hiding. But probably the best part of the entire tour was being able to glide across the plains where all the herds were gathered.
"Those are my favorite," he admitted as he pointed to a small herd of brontosaurs' around the lake in the distance.