[They're standing in front of the door to Aral's bedroom, looking at each other not unlike formerly recalcitrant teenagers come to apologize about shouting at their parents the night before. Gregor is definitely not eager for this conversation, and yet-- he's cautiously optimistic, too, that Aral will approve of what he'd done. He's long past needing his approval, but being in a position where he's free to like getting it without it altering his decisions has not yet become stale to him.
But this is definitely going to be fraught, and complicated, so as Gregor eyes the door he murmurs to Miles,] He's your clone. I think you should explain.
(MILES + ARAL)
But this is definitely going to be fraught, and complicated, so as Gregor eyes the door he murmurs to Miles,] He's your clone. I think you should explain.