Ambrose watched closely, clearly absorbing the information presented to him with an intense focus. He mimcked the hand gestures shown to him by Samantha before breaking out in a smile. It made sense, and Ambrose was reassured of his aptitude in magic. "Thanks Ariana," He murmured, patting her shyly on the shoulder. At first Ambrose was unsure of how to think of her, but he saw she had only the best intentions for all of them. She was simple, and she didn't play any mind games, which he greatly appreciated.

Jeremy nodded in response to Sam and picked up his backpack from the corner of the room, sighing loudly as he walked out of the underground library. He didn't notice the small surprised yelp, although it was barely audible. Morgan tucked himself up closer into the corner, hand covering his mouth. His heart pounding as his mind raced with the possibilities. With Caleb and the headmaster himself involved, everything transpiring became incredibly valuable. Morgan just needed to figure out how to maximize the profit. 

For now, he would wait. Explore this forbidden part of the library, and plan on what he needed to say to snake his way into the group's inner circle. Morgan repositioned himself comfortably, this time tuning into the conversation taking place between Ambrose and Caleb. A smirk crossed his lips as he watched them silently. 

Ambrose took another deep sigh as he thought of the task ahead of them. Fear shook through his body as memories of the demon's victims flashed through his head. He just hoped none of the other members of their little group would up like that. It was incredibly dangerous, but this was their only option now. Ambrose could recognize that, but it still felt wrong. "Wha-?" Ambrose glanced at Caleb, his train of thought interrupted. He swallowed thickly as an image of Caleb's torn up body appeared before him, it was awful how likely that outcome would be. "R-right," Ambrose regained his composure, glancing away as he approached a table. "I mean if it comes to that, I'm probably already dead." Ambrose said, like a true pessimist. "But, yeah, I get your point, I'll do whatever I can." Ambrose smiled weakly, feeling a bit sick to his stomach. "Let's just get this over with, would you lead the way?" Ambrose asked as he stepped closely to Caleb, placing a soft touch to Caleb's forearm.