Ambulon had come as he promised, though... still wondered why. ... Actually, he didn't promise anyone anything. Ah, well. He was here now, might as well... stay or something. First, however, to collect his formal wear from Barricade. Otherwise Vandal would probably kick his ass out. Which wouldn't have been-- No, no. He was going to stay, dammit.

Speak of the devil - Ambulon approached Barricade, trying not to look as awkward and out of place as he felt. "I do hope you still plan to surprise me," he said, though uh, wasn't sure he meant it. Barricade was a good guy, really - probably had good intentions for him.