Ambrose paused when the strange man told him to produce some ID and warned him of approaching any closer. To the man, this sudden mood swing from curious to authoritarian raised concerns that festered inside his mind. At least the detective that now neared him seem to be trustworthy at this very moment at least. When Richard spoke of his old opponent Jackson it eased his internal tension and he spoke back to him in his usual tone.

"Oh, I remember that man the old Jackson "The Dynamic" Kilten, I do say that was one of my better fights in my youth. I didn't think anyone would remember such an event but here we are." He said before turning the attention back to the demanding duo in the house.

Richard made his demands first and then followed Ambrose in full agreement, "Now sir in the house you are being unreasonable with your request and frankly, I do not think you deserve any ID from me. If you want to talk like a gentleman and tell me and this good man, Mr. Barker, why you are in such a distasteful house I am happy to open up." Ambrose said in his oddly posh accent. He was just minutes in this adventure and the confusion of all this was really gnawing on his mind. A part of Tull assumed this was some weird trick orchestrated by old man Jeremy and those inside the house were goons brainwashed to defeat Mr. Barker and him but why was still a mystery. Regardless, Tull was ready for a fight if it came down to it. After all the two men did just make demands to the strangers furthering the tension. He clenched his right hand which held the umbrella with unusual might the stalk of it made slight noises as if buckling under pressure. Tull wasn't mad but ready and he hoped Barker was too if it came down to it.