"Nah, still a dick move. At least we always knew dying was a possibility." Lambert snorts, shifting to tip his head towards the water to idly begin splashing water over a horn. Even walking around the castle wasn't safe, depending on the season.

"Obviously, you passed." Or else Shima probably wouldn't be standing here right now, right? "You think they really planned on letting you die, or was it all just a big setup?"