As the dust kicks up, blasting over them, Cole turns away instinctively, feeling the gut wrench of the world heaving and the shift moving on, but Ben-

Ben is hearing something. Cole can't hear it, but he knows it as Ben does and he grabs the young man's arm to stop him. "No!" he has to shout, to be heard over the winds and the voice. "He's not there, Ben! I would know if there was a person, and there's not, he's not there! Five isn't there!"

Both Cole's hands grab and hold on, ready to try and anchor them both where they are. They could move through the wind, but it seems safer to hunker down and wait for the winds to pass. Cole knows where Creepy Joe is, but he can't sense things like cliff edges, things that could kill them if they can't see them.