"Right." Come on, Lambert. Focus on what can be achieved, here ...

"The masquerade's tonight," he says suddenly, as if remembering. "Everyone's going to be there -- if we could find one of them before then, maybe we could..." Warn them? He's not sure. He watches Childermass put the cards away, and frowns.

"Can't get caught up in the party again." But even as he says that, he can feel the invisible pressure to yes, get caught up in the party again already pressing at his mind, and he rubs at a temple. How's he supposed to remind himself of that?

"I can try to find Zecora, see if she's got something ... what are you going to do?"