"That he does." Jim can't quite help the stupid smile on his face. He's always been helplessly idiotic when it comes to Felix Caelus. Isidor's seen proof of it on more than one occasion, even. Today though, perhaps he can get away with it. He's got every right to be happy.

"And here I thought he didn't much care for a man without magic presuming to know anything. Or having another man for a partner." He remembers the sour looks he got from that all right. But there had been legitimate conversation so far as Jim's personal research was concerned. Perhaps conversation at all is something he should count himself lucky to have had. It must have worked out enough in his favor, either way. "You can be sure the Durants will be getting a copy of my journals once I've made headway."

Her offer startles Jim visibly from his thoughts. This time, that bright smile is all for Isidor.

"It wouldn't be too much trouble? Here I thought because I was back on the ship it meant no more sparring, and what with both of our work schedules..." He sighs, but in truth with the wedding finally done and settled both he and Felix will have so very much more free time at their disposal. "We'll have to make the time then. I've missed our stress venting sessions."

Getting his ass handed to him, he means.

"I'll warn you, I have been training in the last year."