The flicker of anger that coursed through Tull melted back into a pool of emotions within and now a mild embarrassment came over him. The man known as Val introduced himself and his partner without any sort of fuss or struggle. The thoughts of goons seemed rather silly even though minutes ago it was a serious thought and now embarrassment of his tensional tone wrapped over him, after all, Ambrose needed to retain his peaceful nature. In just a second he cleared his throat and retorted back to Val.

"Oh my! The letters that is most particular...but umm... I must say, my good sir, Val and Ferd let me properly introduce myself. I did not mean to come off so harsh and naive but a man has to be careful, especially in this rather odd circumstance." He said and then taking a pause to formulate his next response, " I am Ambrose Tull, former Boxer but now retired from that ole blood sport. I must say I did not expect all this company, nonetheless, it is a pleasure to meet all of you." Saying all this cleared the uneasiness in his mind and Ferd coming up to show ID made Ambrose pull out his as a courtesy.

Ambrose quickly glanced at the ID not paying much attention to it as his mind was set on apologizing. In a lower voice, he spoke to Ferd, "Thank you indeed, Mr. Smith and umm... I once again must apologize for that barbaric opening line of mine I hope I can make it up to you somehow." He said with endearment. Still, this whole situation was bizarre even with all the experiences Tull had faced this one just had the feeling of the tale you tell to youngsters when reaching advanced age. 

When the conversation turned to taking this affair inside he obliged, the rain was getting loathsome standing in and any shelter even ones that look to be an Opium den were better than nothing. Entering the house reminded Ambrose of those youthful memories of running through decaying burned-out plantation homes of yesteryear but somehow it seemed this house was in worse shape. He took his place near the door leaning his umbrella carefully on the wall. While Ferd spoke he gazed around the room at the different characters making quick judgments that he would never say aloud and after a minute spoke after Richard. 

"I must agree with Mr. Barker I have never heard of this Harry fellow before the letter and my experience with Jeremy is well least impressive. I have met that odd man just once in my life. What do you all know about this situation, if I may ask?" He said crossing his arms while his three-piece inadvertently showed his well worked on arms.