Strange still has no idea what's going on and is having a damn hard time trying to wrap his head around the fact that he sneezed mirror. Thankfully, Lambert yelling at him is providing a good distraction. He doesn't have to think about things he doesn't know what to deal with. He can just think about this situation instead. He wipes his bloody hand off on his trousers as Strange takes a few steps closer to Lambert.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Strange responds, eerily mirroring Lambert's anger and tone of voice back at him. "I was trying to fix this, you asshole! Or do you want to remain a pathetic drunk?"