[ His tail twitches a little as the magician lays a hand on it, but that's all, staying tucked comfortably where it is. It's so easy to get comfortable around Childermass these days that Lambert knows he should be worried about it, but somehow he just can't be. ]

Just do whatever you know you'd do anyway. I've never put much stock in prophecy. [ Lambert shrugs. ] Why believe the future depends on what's written in some book?