"Ritual?" Benedict tensed at the word but he also cocked his head slightly as if listening to something. A slight frown formed on his face and he looked away--towards the danger--briefly before returning his attention to the mysterious stranger.

He looked worried. "All right. You want to put a stop to the impending disaster but need help with it. That's..." He sighed. "I don't know what this is, but I can tell something is wrong. I just- need a way to stop it. If you've got a plan, let's hear it."

He could work with a stranger. It wouldn't be the first time, right. He was still a bit lost in the dark but it felt like time was already running out here. Call it a 'bad feeling'. More like, his Companion insisting that things were about to get very hairy soon. And what the stranger said seemed to back it up.

Great. So. That left him with trusting the man. And getting the job done.