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CODE 🔋 3:27 AM

Cordelia Naismith Vorkosigan

UNSETTLED HERO
"LADY VORKOSIGAN"

ADDRESS
THE RESIDENCE

MESSAGE
"This is Cordelia,
leave me a message."

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[vorbarra]

Someone is attempting to impersonate Miles to me. I assume it's Peter Kane. He's doing a good enough job that I'm wondering if he's a clone.

[ The words come through almost tightly with the force of Gregor's focus; he's keeping an act up in the car at the same time, which is a strain, but doable. He assumes Cordelia of all people will follow this thought to the conclusion, that if he is a clone, he's her son. ]

[keep_nothing]

[ There's another moment of surprise from Cordelia, but probably not the kind he's expecting. The surprise is immediate, coming even before he finishes "speaking", taking far less time than she would have needed to come to that conclusion herself. It's also not as sharp as it could have been, something other than a maternal ache at realizing she has more sons than a few seconds ago.

Instead, it's something akin to fear or dread.

Her own focus sharpens, now blatantly ignoring the physical person in front of her to concentrate on the link with Gregor. ]

Impersonating to what end?

[vorbarra]

[ He knows this is going to hit her hard, but Gregor can't afford to focus on that right now. All he can do is answer her in a clipped fashion. ]

I've no idea. He's taking me somewhere; I'm going along to find out.

[ That's the stupid thing. ]

[keep_nothing]

[ Taking Gregor some place? She can't imagine where or why. She thought Mark—Peter had been slowly become used to them, accepting his place among his family one slowly step at a time. Something must have happened for him to slip back to the reason why Galen made him, to what he'd been trained to do. Good God, did Galen arrive here? She thought he'd contact her if that had happened. ]

You tell me the moment you know where, Gregor.

[vorbarra]

[ He's oblivious to all of these undercurrents, too preoccupied with what's going on around him. ]

I will. ... Thank you for not stopping me.

[ Exactly why he'd told her and not anyone else. ]

[keep_nothing]

Don't think you've escaped a harsh lecture when you get back, kiddo.

[ There's only the smallest wince from her as she realizes how she just said that. Kareen's presence effected them even when she wasn't looking for it. ]

[vorbarra]

[ Grimly, ] I know. But if it's him, I can't just let things stand. He deserves a chance.

[keep_nothing]

Him more than most.

[ But what the hell is he doing? ]

[vorbarra]

[ Him more than most? As her son? ]

Yes. I'll let you know.

[ A sense of his attention returning to what he's doing. ]

[keep_nothing]

[ If only it were because of that ...

She remains focused on the link even after his attention withdraws, trying to glean anything she can about his location or wtf Peter is doing with him. ]