"So what happens if the first thing at home to greet someone is a dog? Or a lamp?"

Childermass ends up stepping over and dropping down to take a seat in the grass right next to Lambert. Seeing as he's literally a bird so often these days, heights can't even begin to worry him anymore.

"I'm not sure a destined lamp sounds as appealing as a destined child." That's about it for his attempt at a joke, for what it's worth. He's still looking around them, admiring the view, but he will add to that with, "Though I think if I must have a destiny, I'd rather hear it in a book."

Or his cards, as vague as they can be at times.