Lambert frowns slightly, then gestures tiredly over the edge of the bed, trying to indicate something under it. There is, in fact, something under it -- his sword, and the metal bracer he was wearing during the fight, still fully charged from Ignatius's attack.

"You remember the bracer I had during the fight? It's made of a metal that absorbs magic energy and lets you use it again later." He pauses for breath, but Rita can probably guess where he's going with this.