Ben figured it would be a happy medium; the young man clearly does want to make himself useful. "I thought as much."

He takes the hand and shakes. "No we haven't. I'm Ben. Good to meet you." The orchard's just a short walk near the outskirts of the farm. "How are you settling in, Billy?" He asks. The people of Solvunn have been welcoming, but the crossing over, being pulled out of the pond was...a lot, even for someone like Ben, who is no stranger to trauma anymore.