Lambert snorts. "As if either of them will let me tell them what to do." Oh, they might follow the general outline of things, but it's worse than wrangling cats. The best Lambert can do will be pointing them in the direction he needs them and letting them loose.

As the one who'd roomed with her for a time, he'd wondered if Childermass had some insight into that, but seeing as he's answered in the negative about being informed, he assumes he wasn't consulted either. Absently, he flexes his wrist, shaking his fingers out.

Speaking of new additions ... "I met one of your new recruits. Cole." His grimace suggests it's not an encounter he cares to relive. "Creepy little shit. If you know a good way to keep him out of places, let me know."