Caleb was silent as Ambrose explained that he felt as if something was following them.  In all honesty, he was sure Ambrose was right.  The forest was home to many dangerous creatures, some were kind and accepting and some were sinister and prideful.  They didn't like trespassers at all and the fact that the blade they sought was something prized, it would mean having to fight for what they wanted.  Still, the idea of being followed didn't make Caleb happy, in fact, he hoped that the barrier lasted till morning.  He then heard something he never thought he would hear.  Ambrose wanted him to distract him from everything.  Perhaps it was a sign, but Caleb wasn't sure and didn't want to open up old wounds again.

"Who me?" Caleb replied to Ambrose's question on what was on his mind.  He decided to just be honest with Ambrose, he deserved that much.  "Aside from this mission, my thoughts are always filled with you," he admitted looking down at the ground and moving his hand through blades of grass.  "I'm sorry if that sounded cheesy.  Can I ask you a question?"  Caleb swallowed hard and watched the fire with impressed eyes.  "I wanna know what would it take to earn your heart?"  It was a straightforward question, one that he had really fought internally before asking.  It wasn't the time or place to ask, but he figured if he died on this mission he wanted to know the answer.  

Closing his eyes he allowed his surroundings to filter through his senses.  He picked up on something, but he didn't say anything.  There was a presence, one of malevolence and another but he couldn't tell it's intent.  He waited patiently for Ambrose's answers.