Even with his flagging energy, Lambert's perfectly aware that 'we're torturing a fae' isn't going to go over well, in any shape or form.

So what he says next, he says entirely without thinking.

"We've captured Ignatius." He's staying on his feet, with Syrlya to steady him -- in all the pain the rest of his body is in, the fresh agony from from the mesmer's fingers barely registers. As soon as the words are out of his mouth, though, the idea solidifies in his mind, and he realizes it's true. They have captured a fae. Their only problem is bringing him back.

"He said ... he said Frost's been tracking the Carnival for a while, and that's how they knew how to find us," he goes on. "He might know more, but he's unconscious now."

Well. He looks unconscious, or was heading there fast. Lambert's not sure how you judge fae vital signs.