The hand tugging on him brought Ben back to reality very quickly. He may have been in a good deal of pain, but he didn't plan on dying today — nor did he really intend to sit around clutching his gut and waiting to be rescued, when he had been the one to insert himself in this situation to theoretically help get other people out of danger. Struggling to his knees, Ben scrambled back towards the edge of the street, taking refuge in the the shadow of one of the buildings the troll hadn't wrecked yet — and bringing the now-significantly-less-hysterical girl with him.