Normally, Lambert minds his own business. He's seen the guy out on the grounds a few times before in passing, maybe even spoken to him in a 'hey, can you get out of my way' sense, usually while he's nose-deep in a book. He assumes he's one of the students, but he doesn't really know who he is or what the hell he's about. Today, though, he also happens to be walking and trying to cram a sandwich into his mouth while reading something on his phone.

There's a twinge in his stomach, something that instinctively makes him take a sidestep and turn -- just in time to avoid getting his food knocked to the ground, and for him to realize that was a close call. Once the immediate surprise is over, it takes no time at all for him to scowl.

"Hey! What the hell is your problem?!" He certainly seems to be feeling the chill of the October air. In fact, he might be a wee bit overdressed for the weather, already wearing a jacket that might be more suitable to winter than fall.