A sad inevitability, given that Childermass's dreams likely don't lie in a retirement in Beach City, and where he goes, Lambert won't be far behind. However, given the evident awkwardness of her response, Lambert can't help but snort and reach out to playfully bump his knuckles against her shoulder.

"C'mon. If taking the Miracles' power means we're going to be on the same level as fae, that means we should have the power to do some of the things they can, right?" He grins. "It'll probably take a lot of practice, but you could learn to walk worlds like they do. Hell, if even Nightshade can manage it..."