And Strange shook his head. "The pathway through the mirror was made just for Arabella, tailored to keep out any resident of faerie that wanted to pay Venice a visit." Especially considering that the exit through the mirror is in the living room of one Flora Greysteel. Poor Flora's been though enough as is, dealing with all of Strange's mad bullshit, he's not going to leave her in the clutches of the fae.

"Besides, I wasn't going to leave Norrell." Since Lambert has no idea what Norrell even looks like, Strange gestures to him in the background of the memory...only to realize that no, Norrell isn't even visible right now, there's just too much kissing going on.

"Well, he's in there somewhere," Strange lamely finishes.