[It's subtle, the difference in him, still formal yet with a slight relaxation that says yes, he may well mean what he says. That particular stiffness is reserved for the company of their superior, and that's something he can understand, having quite literally been on the receiving end of her sharp edges.
It's not quite enough for him to lose all of his own reservations, the dull uncertainty still thudding in his chest, but enough for him to maintain the level of informality he'd injected into his last statement. It's made all the more evident by Julius' choice of words now-- accompanying him, working together. He could phrase it in harsher, stricter ways should he choose to (I'm acting as Handler, you'll be working for me), and yet he doesn't. And so Giovanni graces him with a loose-shouldered shrug, a continuation of his smile.]
There's no cause for concern on my account. I know how to behave.
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It's not quite enough for him to lose all of his own reservations, the dull uncertainty still thudding in his chest, but enough for him to maintain the level of informality he'd injected into his last statement. It's made all the more evident by Julius' choice of words now-- accompanying him, working together. He could phrase it in harsher, stricter ways should he choose to (I'm acting as Handler, you'll be working for me), and yet he doesn't. And so Giovanni graces him with a loose-shouldered shrug, a continuation of his smile.]
There's no cause for concern on my account. I know how to behave.