[ Ah - Oh. Damn. By weighs the pros and cons of staying hidden - keeping his name out of whatever this is that's going on, and lowering the possibility of being murdered tonight, both pros. Cons being...Well. That that is little Miss Beth Greene down there, within arm's reach of Piotr Vorkosigan's new pet torturer, who could break her in two with a twist of one hand, and he's asking her to accompany him into a dark cave where all sorts of salacious murders could happen...So there's that. And there's also that, well, if he doesn't come out, Maine will probably come up to check anyways.
So.
So By stands up, unfolding himself from where he's hidden, and strolls down to the mouth of the cave, looking blithe and unconcerned. Like he's just been hailed by an acquaintance at a party instead of a mountainous soldier of uncertain intentions. By raises his finger to his temple to give the man a mock-salute, and doesn't look at Beth, and then purses his lips at the cave and bows to Maine. A clear you-first sort of gesture. ]
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So.
So By stands up, unfolding himself from where he's hidden, and strolls down to the mouth of the cave, looking blithe and unconcerned. Like he's just been hailed by an acquaintance at a party instead of a mountainous soldier of uncertain intentions. By raises his finger to his temple to give the man a mock-salute, and doesn't look at Beth, and then purses his lips at the cave and bows to Maine. A clear you-first sort of gesture. ]