Crawling, eh? An insult, surely, but Miles meets it with fire in his eyes. And makes it into a challenge.

"Crawling, in snow, while injured, naked, whatever. I've done most varieties you can think of." Dagoola IV alone covers most of those. Now he at least has decent bones to work with... At the cost of his seizures. Something he never intends to tell his grandfather about here. "I've been in Cetagandan POW camps before, for that matter," he says with another upward jerk of his chin. "Set me a challenge and I will meet it."

And make the bastard regret having goaded him, if he can.