Ambrose had yet to see the pirate woman again, or at least, he'd yet to see her up close and personal. She was interesting, and he could find ways to experiment with her mind, learning how she learned, discovering new ways to grow an awareness of the here and now. Yet, he supposed he could do the same with himself, as this was certainly a new place for the both of them.
He was not ready to settle with the first two subjects he'd come upon, and he needed to explore more.
Rather than stay in his room, poring over his things, he opted for a different sort of accounting and examination. He found the elevator, pushed the button, and soon found himself on another level. It had food; he could smell it as well as see it. It also had creatures of the sort he'd only barely dreamed of. They would make very interesting specimen.
His brow rose as he caught a sound. Red hair. Red hair was often interesting, and he followed it to the voice and whatever came with it. He hoped the voice and hair were together anyway.
"I'm hungry. You've food. Where might I find more?" Seemed simple enough.