[ Lambert blinks at Childermass, confused, before his eyes drop to the book in his hands. It’s obvious enough he’d forgotten about having it at all. The time he’d jokingly traded a story for it with the intent of teasing Childermass about it later feels like a lifetime ago, and he snorts, stepping over to rest a hip against the table and managing a smirk. ]
You never know. Maybe marrying Strange out of his fae problems might be the answer.
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[ Lambert blinks at Childermass, confused, before his eyes drop to the book in his hands. It’s obvious enough he’d forgotten about having it at all. The time he’d jokingly traded a story for it with the intent of teasing Childermass about it later feels like a lifetime ago, and he snorts, stepping over to rest a hip against the table and managing a smirk. ]
You never know. Maybe marrying Strange out of his fae problems might be the answer.