[ Ben isn't sure what exactly Peter is verifying about that big container, and despite his usual avid curiosity about technology he hasn't seen before, right now he's too preoccupied to ask about it. That cloud is still shifting, like malevolent mist. Ben almost thinks he hears a buzz coming from it, a whine so high-pitched that it's only barely audible. But that might just be his imagination.

He folds his arms across his chest. Just because Peter knows what's coming won't necessarily make it all better, Ben thinks. With something as traumatic as being disintegrated into ash slowly must have been... ]

Yeah, as if I would let you go in there again alone.

[ He is not asking. Ben can be stubborn and he's not willing to negotiate on this. ]

You just - keep your eyes on this containment thingy and be ready to flip whatever switches you gotta flip, and I'll lure it close. What's the range on this, does it have to actually get a piece inside or can it capture stuff from a foot or two away?

[ Ben glances up at the cloudy substance, steeling himself to see those people disintegrating once more. It even crosses his mind that some of his own loved ones might enter the roster - but never that something else entirely might manifest... ]