"I'm not warming anything up," Strange responds, as if it's obvious. The temperature remains consistently hot as Strange slowly moves his head off of Lambert to get a better look at his chest. He thinks he'd notice the needles, how ridiculous. It's probably one of those things only visible when one is impaired, like faeries were back home.
"You say you'd notice but you wouldn't. The candle in your head, the needles in your heart...I think I will remove them. Not the candle, of course, but the needles. After all, I am too powerful."
Now (mostly) upright, Strange takes another drag from the joint. A moment later, he places his hands in front of him like he's about to do magic.
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"You say you'd notice but you wouldn't. The candle in your head, the needles in your heart...I think I will remove them. Not the candle, of course, but the needles. After all, I am too powerful."
Now (mostly) upright, Strange takes another drag from the joint. A moment later, he places his hands in front of him like he's about to do magic.