It's alarming, to say the least. Why is Strange turning into smoke in the sauna? Why is he purple? Lambert opens his mouth to yell out just that, but it turns out Strange's lack of coordination is even faster than Lambert can run his mouth, and he winces as the magician goes down with a thud.

"No shit, unless you have something you wanna tell me." Lambert says, stepping over to Strange in order to cautiously crouch down beside his legs. Yep, that sure does look like smoke. He takes a cautious sniff of the air, just in case, and then...

Reaches out and waves a hand right through the smoke where Strange's feet should be, brow furrowed. "You know, you're usually an easy person to see through, but this is a little too literal, don't you think?"