[Once Petrana's whirlwind has departed the room, Julius sighs, not unpleasantly, and shifts a bit to resettle in her wake. He is privately grateful that he hasn't any meetings scheduled for the rest of the day. There's no need to gauge, yet, whether he could get up when he's disinclined to move.]
She does that, [with resigned fondness.] Has she told you about how she and I began?
[He's aware she was inclined to confide in Marcus well before now; it hasn't bothered him, but he's not sure which particular corners of their private life have been covered in those friendly conversations.]
the morning, or possibly early afternoon by now, after:
She does that, [with resigned fondness.] Has she told you about how she and I began?
[He's aware she was inclined to confide in Marcus well before now; it hasn't bothered him, but he's not sure which particular corners of their private life have been covered in those friendly conversations.]