With Childermass acting up, Lambert's left with a look of comical alarm the magician sadly won't be in any state to appreciate or find humor in. After a moments hesitation, glancing between the doubled-over man and the snowy Pokemon both, Lambert decides he'll have to take the chance. He reaches out to rub a hand on Pig's neck, gently, before he picks the Pokeball from his belt and taps it to let Pig slip back inside. He'll just have to hope that worked.

In the meantime, he has a magician in pain to contend with. Right now, writing doesn't seem to be an option, so he won't bother with the notes, jamming it back into his shirt pocket. Instead, he reaches out to touch Childermass's shoulder, turning him towards him and reaching up with his other hand to tap two fingers over the ones Childermass has over his eyes, a touch impatiently. Let him see the problem, buddy.