Lambert knows it sounds ridiculous, because he'd thought so the first time Vesemir called it that, but.

"It's just a fancy way to say working." He waves a hand vaguely, taking a gulp of his Witcher-spiked alcohol. Mm, that's the stuff. "I'm sure this comes as a surprise to you, but monsters aren't exactly lining up to throw themselves on my sword. I have to go to where they are, and then I have to find someone who's going to pay me for it."