Lambert’s gaze is directed out into the crowd of fae and their would-be allies, gauging their reactions to the Rose Queen’s pronouncement more than her reaction to Strange’s would-be bargain, though there’s a grimace of distaste in his expression. There’s a lot of conditionals to Strange’s statement, and he’s certain it sounds too much like bargaining when she thinks she deserves to merely take.

Marishi’s call for a return to negotiations is a welcome suggestion, considering the present atmosphere, but watching the Rose Queen’s paranoia and hysteria, the witcher can’t help running his tongue along his fangs, thinking something over while other people take over the yelling, for once. Thinking of soft spots, wondering if it will help or harm to give them a right sharp poke or not.