Ambrose couldn't hold back a grin at his handiwork, glancing at Caleb for approval. He probably wouldn't admit it publicly, but he did look up to Caleb in terms of magic ability. So hearing he was impressed, made him stand up straighter, taking pride in his progress. Ambrose cast another glance around them, seeing only the underbrush of the forest, Ambrose figured he could get comfortable. He settled onto the grass across from Caleb, legs tucked underneath him. He returned his gaze to Caleb, and once again felt that connection he experienced the first day they met. It was electric, almost addicting, and Ambrose despised how he couldn't get enough of it. If anyone else had put him through what Caleb at done, Ambrose wouldn't have tolerated at all. But with the circumstances, and the feelings he couldn't shake, Ambrose still found himself drawn in. 

A snicker escaped his lips, eyes crinkling in amusement, "A penny? yeah alright..." He trailed off as he snapped his fingers, a small flame appearing above them. "Honestly, I feel like something is following us..." His voice dropped in volume, eyes flickering back and forth as if he was afraid the thing he spoke of would hear him. "Just can't shake the feeling, I think I might be paranoid though." He paused, and strained his ears to listen. He could have sworn he heard a soft voice while he was speaking, but once again he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination. Ambrose was always on edge these days. Other then that, the rain forest was beautiful, and the usual sounds of life echoed around the pair. "I wish you could distract me somehow, I don't really want to be stuck in my own head again, only worrying about the future instead of appreciating whats right in front of me." Ambrose admitted, his gaze drifted to the flame hovering weakly above his fingertips. He huffed a breath of air, blowing it out. "It's gonna be pitch black soon... We should probably start a fire." 

He picked himself up, searching the ground for any kind of wood. Once he had gathered enough twigs that went soaked from rain, he dropped it down in the center and took his seat across from Caleb again. Leaning forward, he snapped his fingers, a small flame appearing once more as he tried to start a fire large enough to keep the both of them warm. "Well? What about you? What's on your mind?" Ambrose asked with a note of curiosity. 

Lingering at the edge of the barrier, a figure loomed out of sight. It appeared to be a tall, long man. It wore handsome, sharp features. But something about him seemed otherworldly, and his eyes glowed a soft yellow in the dark, and his irises were a sharp slit. This creature was a native of the forest, and was the one who had called out softly. He had taken amusement at Ambrose's confusion, and seem to enjoy causing the paranoia.  He peered from behind the coverage of the forest, looking upon the two with curiosity. It wasn't an exactly a menacing presence, perhaps more curious then anything. But still, a grin from the creature revealed a row of sharp teeth and saliva gathering at the edge of his lips. The barrier Ambrose had eradicated earlier would keep him at bay for a little while longer, but for someone who had lived as long as he had, he was fully capable breaking such a novice protection field.