The convention is honestly very upsetting. Marit feels terribly for the Reclamation men, and for the civilians dragged here to participate in this. It is clearly a vehicle mostly for incredibly petty insults and arguments that anywhere but Lastwall would be settled with blades and in Lastwall would be settled by your friends taking you by the shoulders and dragging you home for your wife or commanding officer to yell at you, and when it's not a vehicle for that it's a vehicle for actuarial damnation.
At lunchtime he asks the Archduke to point out to him the men who he needs to attempt to persuade that they should not impose the death penalty for habitual worship of Asmodeus. They're men who spoke in favor of torturous executions. Fantastic.
He'll go find them before afternoon committees begin, then.