Miles seems comfortable enough with their mission, at least. He's done this sort of thing before too - in spirit if not in letter. And you don't need to be tall and strong to place a bomb. Which is good, because Miles is neither of these things. 4'9" at most, with a gaunt frame that suggests a lifetime of medical issues. The Barrayarans have been making hex signs at him despite the fact he's clearly one of him, given his accent and his fluency in all four of the local languages.

None of which are applicable here. Just the three of them outsiders, ready to blow something up. "I suppose," he says cheerily, "but we had no more choice then than we do now."

He crouches a bit as he watches the supplies approach. A bit closer ...