[He's not being threatening with those chemicals when Connor enters, and Oswin and Bulat's heads are still attached. So clearly things are going...a bit better than they were?

He listens to that for a moment; the mention of the Lady causes his expression to flicker quite a bit, but otherwise he seems rather calm, considering how this morning started.]

I imagine I'll be kept away from the trials, such that I can't influence the outcome of those any further than I already have.

[He raises his hands to shoulder-level as he says it, though, palms-out in a more or less universal sign of surrender, those alchemic arrays dark against his skin.

He doesn't approach Connor properly, but he does step away from that table with the vials on it.]