Strange never shuts up about his wife, magic, or the peninsula: he can handle an occasional 'hey, so you're fucking cursed you idiot' reminder thrown at him every so often, considering how eager he seems to be to act like it isn't a thing for something Lambert's only had all of an hour or so to even accept.

Along the same vein, the witcher doesn't miss Siobhan speaking up, and Celandine certainly doesn't. She looks up at the larger daemon before nosing gently at her bulk. Lambert's less subtle.

"Hopefully before a few centuries pass." Because yeah, he read your damn book Strange -- or at least enough of it to know that's what happens to people who stay in a realm not their own. "How'd you end up stuck with Norrell, of all people? I thought you had a fight."