"Well, just so you know, I don't think a kiss would work this time." Lambert laughs. Then frowns. Where did that joke even come from? It seems he can, at least, be annoyed at not knowing that.

"Witchers can't do much against this kind of thing," he muses. 'Work the problem' is not a phrase that has or ever will exist in Lambert's vocabulary, but years of getting yelled at by Vesemir to use his brain instead of rushing for his sword are ... mostly ignored, but yammering at the back of his head now.

"Now that we know it's there ... could wear off on its own." Eventually. Assuming it's not a constant effect being laid on them again and again. Luckily, he at least has some frame of reference. "The Celebration was like this. Couldn't think until the vampires were almost on top of us."