That depends on how detailed you'll let me get. [ Lambert answers, gamely, teeth glinting in the low light. The blanket is still carelessly dangling off a shoulder, but understandably the gift's the last thing on his mind. ]

I could keep it concise. [ His tail loosens its hold on Childermass, sliding away, and the reason why becomes all too obvious as Lambert begins to slide down to the floor. As he gets on his knees, his hands find the magician's hips and press him gently back against the desk, his tail waving playfully behind him. ]

Or I could expound at length. [ He grins up at Childermass, eyes bright with promise. ] What will it be, Mr. Childermass?

[ In the end, of course, it's somewhere between the two, neither lecture nor summary. Lambert commandeers Childermass's attention and uses the opportunity to eloquently elucidate on the subject, occasionally with the assistance of a hand to press a particular point. All in all, it's an astonishingly educational half hour. ]