Given everything that's happened over the course of one night and this morning, Lambert isn't in the best frame of mind. Where Strange is stifling a yawn he's practically vibrating with nervous energy. Also, who the hell hunts in a courtyard of a mansion? This must be one of those things where magic makes places seem bigger than they are.
In deference to the rules of the game, he's riding a regular horse, not Pig, sword at his hip and wearing something that isn't really for hunting at all (though to his credit, at least he put a shirt and hose on with the ensemble). It's not much defense against an injured beast ... but it lets him move, and that's the important thing. He frowns at the ground while Strange yawns his head off, searching for signs of any animals that may have passed by.
"Maybe you should try to get kidnapped next," he answers. It's an attempt to joke back, but there's too much cynicism in his voice for it to sound all that lighthearted. "Then you'll only have to worry about yourself." And if he's lucky, he can even be unconscious!
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In deference to the rules of the game, he's riding a regular horse, not Pig, sword at his hip and wearing something that isn't really for hunting at all (though to his credit, at least he put a shirt and hose on with the ensemble). It's not much defense against an injured beast ... but it lets him move, and that's the important thing. He frowns at the ground while Strange yawns his head off, searching for signs of any animals that may have passed by.
"Maybe you should try to get kidnapped next," he answers. It's an attempt to joke back, but there's too much cynicism in his voice for it to sound all that lighthearted. "Then you'll only have to worry about yourself." And if he's lucky, he can even be unconscious!