Strange has got that much right, at least. However, with the opportunity to divert the conversation, Lambert is more than happy to take it. As far as anyone's concerned, it was a silly crush. Lambert in Portland had never really known that Winter Court changeling at all.

"It was real," Lambert confirms. And he's going to need another drink for this. A bigger one, and to press his hands on the table. He isn't shaking at the memory, not like Strange was at his own, but he needs the sensation of being grounded.

"If that's how it felt like when it was dying..." He trails off, shaking his head. "You could see why the mages thought of using it for their spell."