It’s disinfected, it’s stopped bleeding, good enough. It’s not like one more scar or less is going to alter what matters. Strange’s words make Lambert’s brow furrow lightly, cocking his head.

“They were my ideas, but you still accepted them,” he points out. As to the matter of Strange being left out of the loop, he blinks.

“How is being a distraction not useful?” He’s genuinely confused, but well, he spends enough time as a distraction that he’s used to it. “Syrlya’d been planning since we got here and knew who he wanted to bring. I thought I just needed people to lift shit and hit, nothing complicated. Probably would’ve done things differently if I knew more...”

Hindsight being perfect and all that.