Before he can stop himself, Connor very obviously looks askance. "Oh," he says. He rubs the back of his neck. "I... uh... didn't tell them about how I'd died, so that's something I guess? It's a shame we didn't meet earlier...Although, now that I think of it, they took ... er... things rather well, actually." Not being threatened with being set on fire is a low bar for things being okay, he supposes. It sounds like he was very very lucky so far.