[Giovanni turns on hearing his superior approach, and while he maintains a professional facade there's still something visibly hungry in him, eagerness straining at the smooth surface he presents. But then Julius speaks, and there's a small dissonant surprise on hearing the question-- orders, yes, but options? They're not something he's used to, at least not coming from someone above him.
There's a fractional hesitation, the small strange tilt of his head, but then he decides that if the man is asking for his assessment it'd be rude not to give it. He smiles.]
Let's go now, if it pleases you.
[It's clear from his poise and the lines of his body that to go sooner rather than later pleases him.]
okay, will do!
There's a fractional hesitation, the small strange tilt of his head, but then he decides that if the man is asking for his assessment it'd be rude not to give it. He smiles.]
Let's go now, if it pleases you.
[It's clear from his poise and the lines of his body that to go sooner rather than later pleases him.]