He's quiet a moment. No. He doesn't. And he doesn't know why. He's supposed to be hateful. The hero of Komarr, the revolutionary, who's supposed to hate Aral Vorkosigan. Who's supposed to destroy him. Free the universe of his tyranny. That's what he's supposed to do, supposed to be...

"It's what I was made for." He falls silent, then, looking down at his hands. Then, finally, after a moment - a shrug. An answer, truly, that he doesn't know. And I don't know, at this stage, is as good as a yes, you're correct.