[In a moment he'll feel badly for Miles as an observer, but right now Gregor hasn't quite managed to look that far outside of his own head. He really hasn't ever thought about men, but the idea of mimicking his father in that way immediately sets up a keen discomfort, an unsettled feeling that won't leave him. Gregor hates that, knows it's unfair-- he doesn't care what anyone else does, would eradicate that social prejudice on Barrayar if he could-- but for himself personally, it's... one step closer. He hates that he sees it that way.

All of that is what he wants to keep from Miles. No sense in letting him have a window into how weak Gregor can still sometimes be.]

Yes. [An exhale.] Thank you. [A long silence as he tries to find something else to say.] Are you concerned about this as a hole in your cover? Should we try to come up with an alternate explanation?