[ Well, By thinks to himself, you certainly did fuck this one up, Vorrutyer. ]

If your guess is correct -

[ A bit of the fey mockery has gone out of By's face as he looks at Miles. Left behind in its place is a small, ambiguous smile, and steady eyes. ]

That would make me the sole ImpSec officer here. Which would mean, logically, that you would be deferring to me. Tell me, do you really want that to be the case, or do you want to rescind your guess?