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[dendarii]

"This is Miles. Leave a message and I'll respond to you at my earliest convenience."

The line has gone silent; any messages sent to this name only return an error.

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[dendarii]

Not ... exactly? Not in so many words.

[keep_nothing]

How then?

[dendarii]

I admit I'm not surprised.

[keep_nothing]

Then in that context, Jim's behavior isn't all that surprising, is it?

[dendarii]

... No, I suppose not.

But - for once, I'd like to date someone who is interested in all of that.

[keep_nothing]

I know, love ... [ She moves up the bed at that point, careful not to spill her wine of the bottle and she scoots, sitting up against the headboard next to him. ]

There is someone who love you, though. Remember how I said there were at least two people who wanted you that way?

[dendarii]

[ Miles frowns faintly at that. ]

Yes, but you wouldn't tell me.

[keep_nothing]

And I still won't. This is something you have to figure out yourself. The clues are all there.

[dendarii]

[ Miles fwumps back on the bed then, beyond annoyed. ]

What good does that do me?

[keep_nothing]

So you'd snub it just because it wasn't presented to you on a platter? I thought you liked a good mystery and chase.

[dendarii]

I do when I have a direction. At least tell me what gender they identify as.

[keep_nothing]

[ She frowns lightly, ] Why does that matter?

[dendarii]

Because it's the least specific hint you can give me, and I demand at least one.

[keep_nothing]

[ She rolls her eyes. ]

It's someone you've gotten to know well here, much more than you ever could have—hypothetically—known them back in Barrayar.

[dendarii]

[ Now he's thinking, really thinking about it ... ]

Platonic love doesn't count.

[keep_nothing]

Not talking platonically. I know for a fact they love you more deeply than that.

[dendarii]

But the only ones I'm especially close to are ones that are from Barrayar. And I know for a fact you are not flirting with me, Mother.

[keep_nothing]

[ She grins. And then waggles her eyebrows at him in teasing. ] No offense, love, but you are actually quite dense when it comes to certain matters.

[dendarii]

Mother, please.

[keep_nothing]

I'm speaking quite seriously.

[dendarii]

While making flirtatious faces in my general direction.

[ He shakes his head a little bit. ]

I can't possibly be that dense.

[keep_nothing]

[ She laughs lightly. ]

No, love, I love you, but I'm not in love with you.

[dendarii]

I'm glad we've clarified that.

[ But who does that really leave? Gregor? No, impossible. ]

[keep_nothing]

[ So about that being dense thing ... She sips her wine as she watches him puzzle it out. ]

[dendarii]

[ He just sighs a bit, his mind still looping around the obvious solution. It can't be Gregor. ]