Ambrose clawed at the fingers around his throat, desperately trying to loosen the grip even just a little. But this had little effect on the yellow-eyed man before them. In fact, he wasn't even paying attention to Ambrose now, instead his hunger had shifted to Caleb. Who was surprisingly keeping a calm exterior. The creature eyed Caleb up and down, sizing him up. 

The razor sharp grin didn't falter for a second, "Of course I'll help you if you retrieve an item for me." He pulled Ambrose closer to him, hand still locked around his throat. "It's rather simple, I would do it myself if it weren't for the wards- which by the way, you have a long way to go with your warding, sweet thing." He turned his gaze back to Ambrose, letting out a crude chortle at the shivering student in his hand. 

"Anyways, the locals here have it hidden away in one of their abandoned temples. It's a staff, bring it back to me and I'll get you access to what you need." The creature finally loosened his grip, letting Ambrose slump down and gasp for breaths of air. But he still held Ambrose possessively by the neck, eye-ing Caleb to make sure he didn't do anything sneaky. 

Ambrose, realizing he was now a hostage for this trade, remained quiet and willed himself to cease his shivering. He held himself as still as possibly, trying to not reveal his fear when the yellow-eyed man pressed his nose into his hair, deeply inhaling his scent. It was clear he was trying to get under both his and Caleb's skin. Ambrose swallowed thickly and stared hard at Caleb, he was disgusted but this creature was probably their best bet. But he wouldn't agree to the trade if Caleb wasn't on board as well. 

"What do should we do?" He asked Caleb quietly, ignoring the snicker from the creature towering over him. There were a lot of questions that were concerning, like why did this creature want the staff? And what is it capable of doing? But Ambrose wasn't sure if they had the luxury of asking such things.