[ He listens, quiet, his expression mostly unreadable. His father was regent, then, ruling in place when Gregor was too young? At least he's heard Gregor referred to as an Emperor already, so he knows that was successful, at least in that sense. Something flickering in his eyes when he puts it together. ]
Your brittle bones.
[ Wash hadn't thought anything in particular of Miles' apparent defects, luck of the draw, it happens, it's awful but it happens. The result of his parents surviving an assassination . . . Goddamn Barrayar. Wash doesn't think he'll ever get used to it. ]
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Your brittle bones.
[ Wash hadn't thought anything in particular of Miles' apparent defects, luck of the draw, it happens, it's awful but it happens. The result of his parents surviving an assassination . . . Goddamn Barrayar. Wash doesn't think he'll ever get used to it. ]