"Sounds like they could take a few ideas from you, then," Lambert snorts. Having paced a circuit of the room a couple of times by now, he'll fold himself down into a sitting position, though he doesn't relax one bit -- he's still alert and wakeful, ears twitching idly as though they're trying to pick up sound that isn't actually happpening.

"But it doesn't seem like you're all that interested in playing their game." He may not have been watching Shima closely, but he looked around to see enough. "You're not like the others breaking their backs to get to the top. So why'd you sign up for this one?"