When Lambert moves his hand up to his necklace, Cole parrots him, moving his hand up to his amulet, which sits in the pocket of his shirt. And really, for all of Lambert's 'you're not a witcher', the small flashes of thought here and there are telling Cole that he might as well be a witcher. A lot of pain, a lot of blood, hard work, people looking at you like you're a freak...he's dealt with plenty of that.

Alright. So he's a spirit and a witcher! That makes sense. What doesn't make sense is the hole in Lambert's mind where something should go, some emotion that Cole can't place for whatever reason.

"You should be more," he idly murmurs, giving Lambert a frown.