"No thanks." Lambert shakes his head, laughing under his breath. "I don't hate myself that much."

As far as Lambert's concerned, his head's already stuffed with as much information as it can comfortably hold, and he's happy to leave the book hunt to other people. Idly, he flips through the pages of the book.

"Ah, but it looks like this mystery cave has dragons in it." He draws out the word, exaggerated, as his eyes skim over the page and he reads out loud. "'The Commander was forced to face the harrowing truth: that to be Dreamers was not their nature, and the dragon which ruled them was awake.'"