While his fellow interlopers aren't likely to object to - or understand - his situation, their Barrayaran hosts certainly will. And Miles isn't entirely sure where Vorhalas is at the moment. So he can't go into details. Only whisper in hushed tones while the others fight this out.

"Enough, it seems," with a glance back towards the others. "Fleeing offworld is the only way someone like me would even get this far. And get military training. Mercenary groups will take anyone, after all."