He had meant that he had thought it best to make the political move to make the appearance there, although he doesn't bother correcting that despite the look on Lancelot's face. It would be a lie anyway. It's probably best just to let the conversation move on from there instead, he thinks to himself. And then let's it.

"I don't think that Sylvia really has a say one way or the other over how you spend your down time, so long as you're not breaking any rules." He nods to the drink in Lancelot's hand. "And I don't think enjoying yourself is breaking any of those rules in the slightest." He tilts his head at the other man and raises an eyebrow questioningly. "You are enjoying yourself, yeah?" He has to ask, after all. It's only polite.