So much for sticking to one story. Lambert briefly contemplates the merits of telling everyone to shut up and not be quite so willing to show their hand to the Architects, but he decides the satisfaction isn't worth dropping the element of surprise. Anyway, it's not as if his input's likely to be helpful, here.

Instead, he looks to Syrlya, shaking his head at the Mesmer slightly. If nothing else, the Furies haven't dropped their own concealment yet, and that's a good enough cue to follow. Though for all he knows, Duma and Agla have already slipped up to the room with the mirror and long left this conversation behind. Yet this has been the Furies' fight longer than it ever was the Carnival's, and he wonders what they think of the apparent revelation that there could be other voices amongst the Architects that could be considered sympathetic.