That Ben could be separate and different from Klaus was -- not something that had occurred to him yet, not really. He was still focusing on little things, like wind and grass and the fact that his nose was itchy and that was an incredibly new sensation. Anything more would have been entirely too much for the moment -- hell, even getting into conspiracy and travel theories was a bit on the much side -- but at least it was the normal sort of overwhelming. Or, well, their newer normal.
"No ghosts? How's that possible?" There were ghosts everywhere usually. Especially when Klaus was there. He sniffed a little and tilted his head to the side until it bonked against Klaus' and that felt more right, admittedly. Like something wasn't missing anymore. "You know what? Who cares. I'm fine with this. It's -- maybe we just enjoy it?"