As Lambert talks, it clicks in Strange's mind. This is about Ignatius. All of this is about Ignatius. Lambert's...Lambert's jealous. He's jealous that Strange has spent time with someone else, jealous that Strange talks about someone else, focuses on someone else, wants to protect someone else, and that someone else isn't him.
Considering that Strange had a long conversation with Yuya that partly boiled down to 'I don't feel like I'm anyone's top priority in the carnival', to hear that Lambert is bitter about not being Strange's top priority anymore is absolutely fucking hilarious.
It's hilarious in a heartbreaking way, of course. But that doesn't stop Strange from letting out a little chuckle that soon devolves into a full-pitched, slightly hysterical laughter, the sort of laughter that's laughing to keep from crying. Quickly, he tries to push out some words so that Lambert doesn't get the wrong impression and end the conversation then and there.
"Is that why you wanted me to be a convenient sword to fall upon? Because you miss talking to me? Because at least if we're talking about your death, it's not about Ignatius? Of course I've focused on Ignatius, I needed to—" quick pause, catch his breath "—ever since he arrived here, I've needed to protect him." From Eden, from Polaris, from the court of public opinion, from all the things that can hurt and harm a depowered fae who got his ass kicked by a magical library and kidnapped by a ragtag band of misfits.
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Considering that Strange had a long conversation with Yuya that partly boiled down to 'I don't feel like I'm anyone's top priority in the carnival', to hear that Lambert is bitter about not being Strange's top priority anymore is absolutely fucking hilarious.
It's hilarious in a heartbreaking way, of course. But that doesn't stop Strange from letting out a little chuckle that soon devolves into a full-pitched, slightly hysterical laughter, the sort of laughter that's laughing to keep from crying. Quickly, he tries to push out some words so that Lambert doesn't get the wrong impression and end the conversation then and there.
"Is that why you wanted me to be a convenient sword to fall upon? Because you miss talking to me? Because at least if we're talking about your death, it's not about Ignatius? Of course I've focused on Ignatius, I needed to—" quick pause, catch his breath "—ever since he arrived here, I've needed to protect him." From Eden, from Polaris, from the court of public opinion, from all the things that can hurt and harm a depowered fae who got his ass kicked by a magical library and kidnapped by a ragtag band of misfits.