Ibani has calluses of her own, from sword-work, though they're not nearly as worn as Ben's.

"I, yes, that's probably a good idea," she admits. His voice is strangely calming, and her hands stop shaking.

Her dreams are full of blood, of suffering, of torment, and some of that may leak out where Ben can sense it. If he's especially unfortunate, he might even catch glimpses of what she sees behind closed eyes.