[While Julius is not so gauche as to show it, there is a bit of internal satisfaction that he would have guessed right, if he'd committed to guessing. It's not wildly unexpected that Marcus wants at least some measure of control, under the circumstances. Julius is disinclined to blame him.

Instead, he takes instruction with good grace. There's not a truly smooth way (that he can think of), to resettle himself around their various limbs, so he doesn't try, opting instead for expediency and not accidentally resting his knee anywhere he shouldn't. Once he's behind Marcus, he has no complaints of the view. His eyes sweep from Marcus's back to Petrana's face, clearly finding pleasure in both. He rests a hand at Marcus's side, and much like his earlier contact to his jaw, there's a sense of pleasure in simply being allowed. Invited.]

I suspect, [he says, low] that it may take us a bit of practice to coordinate, but I have every faith we'll get there in the end.