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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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[vorbarra]

[ Ah, damn. He didn't mean it that way. ]

I was trying to say you don't need the help. You're like a flame that all the moths come to. You've managed everything so impressively already, I can't fathom why you think gaining thirty centimeters will be some critical difference that improves upon success.

[dendarii]

[ Still a bit of a mental huff, but the sarcasm is instantly forgiven. ]

Said like a man who's been tall all his life.

[vorbarra]

[ Miles, please, how much ego stroking do you need?

There's a ripple of smug amusement at that, there and then gone if you blink, as he answers. ] Tall and not having to scrabble for any power, yes. I take your point. Very well. Let's see if it makes a difference.

[dendarii]

[ Look, he has feelings about this.

Once again, Miles gets this distinct sense that he's missed something ... There's a mental skip as he completely fails to realize what that is and continues onwards instead. ]

Good plan. I knew you'd come around to my way of thinking.

[vorbarra]

Of course. I admit it's going to be very surreal seeing you that way, but I'm sure you're excited for it.

Do think to warn your parents.

[dendarii]

I am very excited, thank you. It will all be a perfectly delightful vacation.

... Mother knows, anyway.

[vorbarra]

At least consider telling your father.

[dendarii]

It'll be better as a surprise, I guarantee it.

[vorbarra]

Far be it from me to dictate your relationship with your own father.

[dendarii]

[ A soft mental sigh, ever so slightly annoyed. ]

Why are you so worried about it?

[vorbarra]

[ A mental sense of putting his hands up palms out, pacifying. ]

I'm not. I just think it'd be courteous. But I really won't interfere.

[dendarii]

Good. I don't need you to.

[ He is perhaps a bit snippy about this because he knows in his heart it's the wrong decision. ]

[vorbarra]

[ More gently, Gregor deescalating rather than taking the bait, ] I know you don't. I'm following your lead on whatever you want to do with this, Miles.

[dendarii]

[ Predictably, Miles backs down in response. Recognizing Gregor's trust, and offering back his own trust in return. ]

All right, all right. [ And then, a bit guiltily: ] I want at least one person to be surprised here.

[vorbarra]

[ He sends over some soothing amusement. ]

Miles, you never fail to surprise any of us.

[dendarii]

Good. If it ever stops, then stun me quite promptly. You're obviously dealing with an evil clone at that point.

[vorbarra]

Thus proving your cover alarmingly true? I will.

[dendarii]

Ha. Good.