James smiled. "I should have to relearn the uses and full benefits of that virtue I think. Lestways, I become maddened by having to hold to it. I. I must confess it has become less practiced by myself over recent times. I think it is partially due in no small part to my change of mind after losing.. after the.. after the fire. Seizing the moment, grasping any joy when I can, lest it be.. lest it be torn from me." He grabbed out for Paul's hand, holding it between them, out of sight of prying eyes.
"But patience I must relearn by necessity. If it should mean that I get to live my life out with a wonderful man at the end of it, then I shall be glad to do so."
He looked to Paul. "Not to seem to put the lie to that, but when should you think you should be able to speak to the yenta?"