[Study more. That whole statement gives Gregor the shivers internally. He'll pull that out later and be properly horrified, that all of his terrible imaginings are probably right.

But for right now he remains on task, leaning forward, bracing his elbows on his knees, hands loosely twined together.]

So far I don't think anyone has asked your opinion on whether you'd like to be Jacksonian or Barrayaran, [he says quite simply.] If you accept, you would be. And I would owe you quite a bit indeed. Wouldn't I.

[Because oh, Gregor's mind can go some dark places and if even a crumb of that is true, he would not be able to sleep if he did not at least attempt this offer.]