Date: 2014-07-11 12:38 am (UTC)
middlingalong: (h ~ coz)
"Damned if I know." Ivan shakes his head, frustrated. "Well, it's your funeral."





The next day, with appropriate security arrangements in place, Miles and Ivan are both dropped off at Yenaro's house, which might appear next to a glossary entry for the term "genteel poverty". Background checks have indicated that Yenaro has never been a sculptor, which lends support to the "trap" over "accident" hypothesis, but into his den they walk regardless.

Ivan puts the various cautions out of his mind and flirts with the pretty ghem girls. There are several who don't seem to mind being flirted with in a batch, of which Ivan thoroughly approves. Miles wanders upstairs with Yenaro to investigate the incense lab, whether out of an appreciation for incense, a curiosity about Yenaro personally, or a despair of collecting a spare girl, Ivan does not know.

Miles eventually comes back down the stairs, seeming deeply uninterested in the party conversation as far as Ivan can tell - it seems lively enough to him, if unfamiliar, but Miles's tastes are not his own. They do both try the "zlati ale", which has... a taste. Ivan meanders back over to his batch of girls, and sees that Miles is talking to another ghem of the female persuasion, too, good for him.



Said girl speaks to Miles before he can say anything to her:

"Lord Vorkosigan. Would you care to take a walk in the garden with me?"
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