[ The idea of a magic-user being married is just so bizarre to Lambert that it's his turn to pause, squinting at Strange like he's not sure if he's the one getting his leg pulled now before he recovers and gives him a quick smirk. ]
You sure? She can join in if she wants to. [ Pursuing that crass line of conversation is marginally less interesting than the chance to see a different sort of magic at work (particularly if there's any chance that Lambert can figure out how to avoid being the subject of such scrying spells) so he happily falls into step beside Strange, letting him take the lead. ]
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You sure? She can join in if she wants to. [ Pursuing that crass line of conversation is marginally less interesting than the chance to see a different sort of magic at work (particularly if there's any chance that Lambert can figure out how to avoid being the subject of such scrying spells) so he happily falls into step beside Strange, letting him take the lead. ]
Can she use magic too? Your wife, I mean.