[ Considering the man made an entire mess of the matter, it doesn't surprise Strange that nobody really cared too much about the baron dying. If he thought fucking on a griffin helped get someone pregnant, who knows what other sorts of bizarre decisions he made in his reign. He reaches over towards his cup...but huh. Nothing's there. With a frown, Strange looks from where the cup was back to Lambert. ]
Did I have a drink here?
[ It's an honest question. Part of Strange's madness involved him seeing things and, while he doesn't feel mad right now, he definitely feels WEIRD. His head's starting to feel fuzzy and his words are slurring and oh hell, he's not mad is he, he's just drunk.
Strange stands up, as if to go find his drink. But the moment he takes a step, he dangerously wobbles, loses control of his balance, and starts falling straight towards Lambert. ]
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Did I have a drink here?
[ It's an honest question. Part of Strange's madness involved him seeing things and, while he doesn't feel mad right now, he definitely feels WEIRD. His head's starting to feel fuzzy and his words are slurring and oh hell, he's not mad is he, he's just drunk.
Strange stands up, as if to go find his drink. But the moment he takes a step, he dangerously wobbles, loses control of his balance, and starts falling straight towards Lambert. ]