For just a moment, his eyes turn towards her, flicking over her forehead. He isn't surprised by the wound - of course he noticed it, even hidden by her hair - but he didn't comment. But for just a moment there's anger on his face.
He looks away again quickly.
"And being trapped in here makes you less afraid?" He gives a small shrug. "The soldiers follow orders, just as - " Ours, he almost said. "The Barrayaran soldiers do. They're not monsters for that. If you think that these actions were hideous, then hate the general and his colonels, not the people whose job is to obey."
A hesitation, then - "And as for the outsiders...There are some to avoid. But the character of one does not reflect on the character of all."
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He looks away again quickly.
"And being trapped in here makes you less afraid?" He gives a small shrug. "The soldiers follow orders, just as - " Ours, he almost said. "The Barrayaran soldiers do. They're not monsters for that. If you think that these actions were hideous, then hate the general and his colonels, not the people whose job is to obey."
A hesitation, then - "And as for the outsiders...There are some to avoid. But the character of one does not reflect on the character of all."