[In any other circumstance, Syrlya would be much more sympathetic to the pain of dying--he's been through it now, after all. Even the hardest of soldiers can be worn be the reality of battle.

Instead, he purses his lips to restrain himself from frowning even further as he describes what happened with Lambert. It's the way he says it, more than what occurred, that frustrates Syrlya all over again.]

I think he made it up. [Syrlya waves a hand.] That worked in the Athenaeum, just making up magic. He was able to use it to restrain Ignatius so he wouldn't kill us all--which he tried, when he ordered you to assist him.

[If Strange remembers dying, then he probably remembers being all too willing to join Ignatius in murder too.]