Even after being here and training in it for over a year, Ben wasn't as adept to the Shining as the other Losers. He felt the faint presence of Bill, but was too focused on his running to pick up on anything. Regardless, he still saw his friend with his own eyes. Deep into his drawings. They had, mostly, defeated the Clown together with the rest of the Losers. Though Ben saw Bill everyday since he had arrived, it was nice to see him alone, to get some one-on-one time.
Ben made his way up the path to where Bill was, a slightly bigger smile on his face as he heard Bill stutter. Not that he found it funny, but that it showed that it really was Bill. "No, no, nothing like that. My morning run was a short one, so was this. It's harder to run for long time while it's cold, I feel like my lungs are freezing." Ben got closer to him and looked down at Bill's art stuff. "What're drawing?" He always had an interest in Bill's artwork, from when they first met, until this exact moment.