Hunter watches her take the syringe and nods to her. "I can arrange that." He says, moving to place his hand around the back of the boy's neck. "You better get respectful real soon or losing sleep won't be the only thing to worry about." He threatens, voice colder than he's used. This was the real Hunter, and Ambrose didn't know anything of the past expieriments he had been apart of. He would learn real quickly at this rate.