“I just mean we have a way back and he doesn’t,” Lambert shrugs. “Hell, now I have two. I don’t even know if he would take it if...”
He’d tell Strange Ignatius said he’d be a free man as soon as he got back to the Carnival, but who knows, that would probably just set off Strange yelling again. More importantly—
“... wait,” he says, slowly. Yeah, he wants to talk about Ignatius as little as humanly possible, but it’s the same gross fascination as a child picking a scab— “You reckon the Ringmaster put him in an egg? Is that why he looks like a changeling now? I thought she could only do that if you did that ritual.”
Or maybe that only applies to mortals, or maybe when she swallows someone all bets are off. If any of the rest of them get swallowed, does that mean the same thing could happen to them? Anyway, now Lambert’s ... laughing at the idea, but quietly, because laughing hurts right now.
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He’d tell Strange Ignatius said he’d be a free man as soon as he got back to the Carnival, but who knows, that would probably just set off Strange yelling again. More importantly—
“... wait,” he says, slowly. Yeah, he wants to talk about Ignatius as little as humanly possible, but it’s the same gross fascination as a child picking a scab— “You reckon the Ringmaster put him in an egg? Is that why he looks like a changeling now? I thought she could only do that if you did that ritual.”
Or maybe that only applies to mortals, or maybe when she swallows someone all bets are off. If any of the rest of them get swallowed, does that mean the same thing could happen to them? Anyway, now Lambert’s ... laughing at the idea, but quietly, because laughing hurts right now.