"I know. But for someone who doesn't want me to be a nightrunner, you sure as hell keep treating me like one."

As soon as Lambert mentions Syrlya, an expression of disgust crosses Strange's face. Of course. That explains everything. Strange very pettily indulges in a childish thought of how he hates Syrlya, how he's stupid and dumb and short-sighted and an idiot before he gets back to the conversation at hand. He moves his arms so that he can pull his knees closer to his chest and rest his chin on top of them, though his formerly broken arm is still very stiff and awkward.

"Distractions are the first people to get caught. Besides, Ignatius's life was on the line. I should have been with him."