[ Miles' eyes are clear and sharp, the gray like steel in his wild expression. Not predatory, though. Delighted, excited. He's got Vorkosigan - ha, what a thought, thinking of this little brother of his as Vorkosigan, but it's true, isn't it? - Vorkosigan on the defensive. That's usually a sign that Miles' latest insanity is about to gain some traction. ]

Both, really. We are trying to get the Dendarii back up and running again here, but - yes, one thing at a time. Is there a form I should fill out? A test I ought to pass? Oh, the good doctors did take that blood sample last month - you really ought to meet Hermann, we may make his head explode --

[ The words just keep coming, and coming, and coming. ]