Syrlya moves closer to Lambert's other side, folding his arms. Their apathy is just as irritating to him, but they won't get anywhere lashing out at the Scribe and Curator. At least everyone else seems to feel the same, even if there's probably visible tenseness from the whole group.

"They have destroyed property of yours and taken our people, so I am afraid we may not be done for a while." His response is only slightly less dull than theirs, held in careful control. "How much control do you have over this library?"