[ Miles, meanwhile, considers that. The Naismith part of him agrees that he'd much rather be as far away from his progenitor as possible. Vorkosigan chimes in cheerfully that it would be unsettling for Gregor, and dangerous as all hell if this man decides to snap one day. Even with the telepathic link, it would cause a dizzying confusion for a critical moment, not to mention the possibility of being murdered in one's sleep.

... They could be murdered anyway, one day. The best defense is a good offense. The decision is made in an instant, and a brilliant smile - the likes of which would only be seen on Naismith and not Vorkosigan - cracks his face. ]

On the contrary. I'd like you to stay, if Greg doesn't mind the occasional confusion. If you [romise not to change your mind about not minding having a clone later?

[ And more genuine sentiment bubbles to the top of his mind, wild with the sudden thought. ]

Under Betan law, we'd be brothers anyway.