There had to be a reasonable explanation to what was going on with Buffy. Being hurt or raped, Ambrose could deal with, these were tangible problems. Something happening to do with her mind, that was something he had not clue what to do. He sat back in his chair, hands together, under his chin as he thought. Then realizing he was ignoring that other girl he leaned forward.
"Thank you for bringing this to my attention, Miss...I don't believe I caught your last name. I am terribly sorry." He said, giving her a genuine smile.