Third eye ain't seeing shit but a lot of magic. On the bright side, that does make it harder to see his costume, which given the present circumstances can only be a blessing. As Strange walks around him, Lambert's head jerks to follow, eyes narrowed, tail curled self-consciously. It's really not his best look.

Pig sighs. "I'm here to guide Lambert. I suppose Creation thought it would be easier if it was something he was already used to..."

"Then maybe it should've picked Strange instead," Lambert grouses, before he frowns. "What happened to you, anyway?"