A chat in a ghem lord's office. The soldier had made it sound pleasant when they brought him the news. Duv's not sure how much he believes of their story of the 'exotics' appearing from nowhere. Cetaganda's level of technology even in this period surpasses much of the Nexus' and if an altered timeline involves them having the ability to draw resources from outside their own reality... There could be larger problems than Barrayar being conquered.

But it's a theory without a basis and he has to survive his time here. So far as he can tell, he's the only one unfortunate enough to be from anywhere nearby with a recognizable accent. Sadly from the same planet that allowed the Cetagandans to launch this invasion with ease in the first place. Playing ally to Cetaganda when he had spent much of his adulthood acclimating to life under Barrayaran rule is a thought that makes his head spin, but it's his best chances for survival and figuring out what in the devil is going on here.

"You wanted to see me, sir?" he asks once the door closes behind him. He somehow manages to not stand at a parade rest although it takes conscious thought not to do so.