Syrlya's hand is quickly empty as Lambert is smacked right out of his reach. He just stares at him getting beat across the floor before snapping his attention up to the Ringmaster in anticipation for getting swatted about next.

Rita's antagonism isn't helping, and Syrlya cringes. "If the Ringmaster intends to do either, it is likely best saved after we return to the carnival." With or without Ignatius. Who he spares a look to, glancing over the damage done. It isn't a wound that will kill him like the Prince, but...