Ben stays by the door, but he raises a hand to stay Ibani, his lightsaber hilt in it adding a threat to that, as if either were needed.

His glance though carries a helpless tolerance. He thinks it’s amusing she even thinks he has a plan to trust in.

The thrust of his attention is on the growing tension between Jedi and Padawan, and his usually genial face develops a deep furrow at Ryan’s words.