Sonia nods in response to his question, brow knit, because she knows it's not a problem or else even she wouldn't be irresponsible enough to keep picking up soldiers. That had made it sting even worse, somehow. But then, everything Yuri ever said to her stung just a little.

He brushes the hair from her face and she holds his gaze with red-rimmed eyes, still wet with tears. It's not as though she's forgotten what it was like to live in a place without such ridiculous sexual double standards, but when it's all you have, when you're entrenched in them... Aside from her sister, Sonia's never heard this from a Barrayaran, let alone a Barrayaran man. She hiccups and then quite abruptly bursts into tears again, pressing her face to Byerly's shoulder, but this time, at least, there's something less horribly devastated about it.

"I've never had an honest fuck in my life," Sonia mumbles into Byerly's coat. Surprisingly enough, she doesn't curse often, but she's drunk and this is -- a hell of a something. She sniffles again. "I'm sorry I tried to kiss you."