Yes. Which is the most difficult part to fabricate, so I tried to keep that as close as possible.
[ He can't help a slight smile for Miles at that compliment. It's nice not to be seen as dead weight by the only person among them technically meant to be covert ops. ]
The network has most of it ... And the link helps with variations as they come up. Remarkably easy to synchronize when we can do it in our heads at any time.
Most of the time we've been deciding on the fly, [ he admits. ] Just passing along new bits of cover to each other as it occurs. Impossible to catch us out, really.
Ah. [He glances down to the blood drying on his pant leg, to where Miles' recent injuries are now invisible and vanished. There's quite a bit of regret that he HADN'T realized what that buzzing had meant, or tried it. What he says, is nothing of the like.]
I'd say ImpSec's deep cover agents would kill for a tech like it, but not one of the twisty bastards would take it, I imagine.
It is wildly invasive. [ A very faint echo of Aral's regret, just to make it clear he heard that. Then, a flicker over at Gregor too. ] But worth it if you can manage the trust required.
[ Obviously he has to trust Miles deeply in order for their link to work the way it does between them, but Gregor feels skittish about revealing that in front of this younger Aral. He still doesn't know quite how to handle him, or what he'll make of him. So he deflects. ]
If it were more like a radio signal, broadcast-receive, instead of a mutual muddle, maybe.
[ Huh. A bit of curiosity across the link at Gregor - but he acquiesces, following his lead. He'll end up telling Aral about the pain-sharing later ... ]
Absolutely not.
[ Is Miles' equally simple response. Have his parents be here and in another house? Never. ]
[ Gregor sends Miles back a hint of self-conscious wryness without a flicker in his expression. He trusts Miles will be able to figure out that he wants to make a good impression on Aral, and isn't sure how to go about that yet.
But he's similarly dismissive of this offer. He can't fathom splitting up the Vorkosigans more than they naturally are, with Miles constantly going off-world at home. ]
That's not necessary, [ he says diplomatically. ] You're not an intrusion. You're perfectly welcome to whatever accommodations I can give you.
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But the rest, he merely nods, absorbing without comment or any obvious signs of suspicion that it is anything but what has been said.]
Fabrication in all but sentiment then.
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[ He can't help a slight smile for Miles at that compliment. It's nice not to be seen as dead weight by the only person among them technically meant to be covert ops. ]
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Is there anything I should know that wasn't mentioned on the network? That much I can research easily.
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I'd say ImpSec's deep cover agents would kill for a tech like it, but not one of the twisty bastards would take it, I imagine.
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If it were more like a radio signal, broadcast-receive, instead of a mutual muddle, maybe.
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[At that, there's a pause, looking around at the room, and then at the two of them.]
I was, in fact, assigned here, by some humor or intent of the government. I can find other accommodations.
[It's presented neutrally, a simple offer.]
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Absolutely not.
[ Is Miles' equally simple response. Have his parents be here and in another house? Never. ]
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But he's similarly dismissive of this offer. He can't fathom splitting up the Vorkosigans more than they naturally are, with Miles constantly going off-world at home. ]
That's not necessary, [ he says diplomatically. ] You're not an intrusion. You're perfectly welcome to whatever accommodations I can give you.