"Two of my armsmen are dead?" Piotr swears viciously, largely in Barrayaran Russian, but it probably isn't hard for Tucker to get the gist of it. It might have been a minor skirmish to the Cetagandans, but this is a hell of a blow. Good armsmen are even harder to come by than good officers. He turns on Tucker, eyes blazing, terrifyingly intent.

"You think she was just stunned?" That isn't enough of an answer, not for Piotr. "Are you certain? There was a bloody shootout -- how do you know she wasn't injured?"