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[dendarii]

"This is - Emperor Vorkosigan. Leave a message and We will return it at Our earliest convenience."

Comments

[dendarii]

I'd like you not to need me to order you to sobriety, Byerly.

[vorrutyer]

Oh, is it too much work for you? It seems rather simple to me.

[dendarii]

That's not the point.

[vorrutyer]

Then explain it to me, please.

[dendarii]

I'm not - opposed to selling it. But you're using it too.

[vorrutyer]

Well observed. Did you figure that out all by yourself?

[dendarii]

You know what I mean, Byerly. The proximity to it is clearly hurting you.

[vorrutyer]

Just give the order, sire.

[dendarii]

... Fine. We order you to sobriety, Byerly Vorrutyer. Swear to Us that you will consume no more of this - this.

[ He gestures vaguely down at the pile. ]

[vorrutyer]

[ A breath in. ]

I swear, sire.

[dendarii]

Good.

[ A beat. ]

I - hope that helps.

[vorrutyer]

[ A thin smile. ]

Do you fancy that I would break a liege-oath?

[dendarii]

Not on purpose.

[vorrutyer]

Then that means that it would work. Hm?

[dendarii]

Depending on how - bad this has gotten already.

[vorrutyer]

Do you take me for a weakling?

[dendarii]

I take you for a person, Byerly.

[ He glances at the pile of drugs again. ]

[vorrutyer]

I am ImpSec, sire.

[ A beat. ]

And I am Vor.

[dendarii]

[ He's not so sure being Vor actually helps in this case. Quite certain addiction doesn't work like that. But. ]

Then I expect no relapses.