[Ben can see the fear in Ren, he can FEEL it - and when his other self pulls away from him, he sighs in exasperation, temper flaring. He follows after on the way to that ridiculous pedestal, keeping close behind.]

You stop it. How many times have you begged that mask for help now, Ren? How many times has it helped?

I'm right here. I'm talking to you right now. I'm trying to help, if you would only listen to me.

[He reaches out again, aiming to put a hand on Ren's brooding shoulder.]