"But potentially a much higher reward," Lambert finishes, crossing his arms. That's a compelling enough reason to go after it, but no sense in counting griffins before they've hatched and all that.

"I say we see if we can catch ourselves a Beta first and figure out the rest after," is what he settles on, finally. Any hopes of getting to higher levels ride on actually getting the first part of the plan done, after all. He looks around for somewhere to stand where he'll be in the blind spot of whoever enters the doors, available to assist in restraining or knocking out if necessary, having not much else to say for now.