Ben's 'composed' expression wavered for a moment at the panicked sounds that rose from the other, the dark haired boy honestly looked like he was scared to death- and- 
"Wh-Who's blood is that?" Ben asked, but he didn't really expect a response, the other it seemed was too panicked to pay attention to his words, and was more worried about the gun, and on top of that it seemed that he didn't speak English very well, judging from his broken English. 
Ben lowered his gun a few inches.

"Don't worry I uh- I don't want to hurt you," it was the truth, no matter what this guy had done, Ben didn't want to shoot anyone, even if this was the kind of world where you had to kill or be killed- but no, he couldn't show that he was 'weak', so he steadied his gun. 
"I don't want to hurt you," he repeated more assuredly, "b-but if you make a move or try and run I will shoot you." 
The words were so unlike himself, he never would have said that under normal circumstances, but this was not a normal circumstance. 

 For a few long moment the gunshots continued, and then after what seemed like forever, but could only have been two-three minutes, the sound of guns stopped, for a few seconds it was quiet, and then he heard what sounded like Clementine calling something. 
It was, she was whisper-calling, "Ben? Ben where are you." 

Ben stood up, still aiming his gun (if a little shakily) at the other.
"F-Follow me." He ordered, hating how his voice sounded when he tried to sound 'tough'. 
When the other moved Ben ushered him forward, keeping the gun pressed to his back, the feeling of guilt pressing at his stomach, he could just let the boy go, let him escape, tell the others he didn't know what had happened, but he had already gained, lost, and then regained the trust of Kenny, and he didn't want to risk losing it again. 

"Be-" Clementines callings were cut short as she saw Ben and the other emerging from the forest. 
"There you are." Clem said a little louder, "and-" yet again her words were cut short as suddenly Kenny was in front of Ben and the dark haired boy. 
"You!" He snarled, and for a moment Ben thought he was yelling at him, that was until Kenny grabbed the other boy and pushed him, causing the other to fall. He looked as if he was going to beat the shit out of him and but then he pulled out his gun as if he was going to shoot him. 
Mike and Bonnie stood in front of Arvo, while Jane and Luke stood behind him, the baby cradled in Luke's arms. 

"Step aside." Kenny ordered the others. Mike was the first one to speak up, "he's not a threat to us!" He said, defending the boy as Ben took a side stop to stand to the left side of the Russian teen. 
"He's defenseless," Bonnie interjected, agreeing with Mike on the fact that Kenny needed to calm down. 
"I said [i]move."[/i] Kenny said, his teeth gritted. 

The arguing continued, it seemed other than Jane and Kenny, everyone thought the dark haired boy was defenseless, and that there was no need to harm him. 

After much fighting, Kenny finally snapped, and rushed forward as if to lunge at the stranger and kill him with his bare hands. 
At this Ben grabbed the boy, he might regret this, but he wouldn't let Kenny hurt anyone, he hated to see people get hurt. 
As he reached out and yanked at the other, attempting to pull him out of the way, a warmth spread through him, and the cold winter air didn't seem so cold. 

Before he could even register what was happening the group went silent, and that's when he realized, both he and the teenagers chests, had started glowing. The silence was deafening, and it would have been awkward if everyone hadn't been so [i]stunned.[/i]
Then, Kenny decided to break the silence.

"Oh Jesus fucking Christ, of course, the shitheads 'soul-mates' with the Ruskie."