Ambrose was rendered speechless. Really what could he do? He couldn't keep her locked in her room forever, but he also could not let her just go and through her life away.
"And what about us? You talk of loving me, yet you want to run off and battle the forces of evil? I know you had a job." he didn't want to say that part was over, but for him she didn't need to worry about that anymore, she had him. "You did not fail him, others failed him. Yes it is sad that he was turned out, but he was lucky. They might have killed him," and probably should have, he added in his mind. "If you run off to fight who is to say you won't come back. I am here now and I am not going to let you die young. If I have to lock you in your room, so be it!" He snapped.