[He wants to deny it again, but... There's not much of a point now, isn't there? He's clearly not going to be fooling Salieri. He isn't even fooling himself.

So he huffs, annoyed.]

...Fine. Maybe I was. And maybe I'm not exactly thrilled about you being here now, when I was trying to prevent exactly that.

But it's a little late to be regretting that now.