Syrlya snaps his attention to Lambert suddenly while the request sinks in. He feels, suddenly, very targeted. There's a moment where he's standing back when he was asked this question before, when he was asked to fill the position of Marshal--before he shakes himself and considers, oh, Lambert probably means all of them. There is no second-in-command for the nightrunners, certainly not Syrlya.
"I--yes." It doesn't sound as confident, more distant, so he squares his shoulders and tries again. "Yes, we will. They're depending on us, aren't they?" The carnival, probably the Ringmaster--if she didn't have the power to prevent this, then they need to handle it themselves.
"Truthfully, I am not better at breaking curses, but that is why we are not doing this alone." He looks up over the crowd. "There's a balcony to the east. We gather everyone and meet in seven songs, figure out what we're missing."
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Syrlya snaps his attention to Lambert suddenly while the request sinks in. He feels, suddenly, very targeted. There's a moment where he's standing back when he was asked this question before, when he was asked to fill the position of Marshal--before he shakes himself and considers, oh, Lambert probably means all of them. There is no second-in-command for the nightrunners, certainly not Syrlya.
"I--yes." It doesn't sound as confident, more distant, so he squares his shoulders and tries again. "Yes, we will. They're depending on us, aren't they?" The carnival, probably the Ringmaster--if she didn't have the power to prevent this, then they need to handle it themselves.
"Truthfully, I am not better at breaking curses, but that is why we are not doing this alone." He looks up over the crowd. "There's a balcony to the east. We gather everyone and meet in seven songs, figure out what we're missing."