Ben's gaze shot up at the sound of her voice. He took a stumbling step backward, moving away from her. His back hit the wall, and he brought a hand up to grip the roots of his hair.
He was far from okay, and he knew it, but he wasn't willing to admit it. He mentally told himself to stay calm, keep his cool. "I can't sleep...dreams..." Ben hit the heel of his hand against his forehead.
He drew in a breath, dropped his hand and looked at Claire. He didn't know her, he'd never seen her before. "No, I'm fine. I'm okay. I'm fine."