Before capture [ Byerly is his typical self in the days leading up to the escape attempt. Wry, sardonic, casual, he spends much of his time in Cetagandan aesthetic pursuits and in lazing about. Particularly the latter, nowadays. It seems he's become quite content that the Cetagandans aren't going to boot him off base, and so instead of looking to impress them, he seems mostly to be looking to nap.
Ah, sweet napping. ]
After capture [ The escape attempt was rather noisy and public, and so news of it spread pretty easily throughout the base. By the time his cell is opened up to visitation, everyone probably knows what he was up to.
And the escape attempt was not the only thing, dear God, that's noisy. Byerly, after the defeat of his attempt to rescue Sonia and the revelation of his status as a Barrayaran spy, is in a great mood. He's whistling and cheerful from within his locked cell - literally whistling, whistling tunefully, the sound absolutely piercing and incredibly obnoxious to anyone posted guard nearby - hell, to anyone passing by in the hall. Or he sings, sometimes, in an operatic baritone that similarly carries irritatingly. It's clear that Byerly, after his capture, has made it his personal mission to annoy the hell out of the Cetagandan base, and he has thrown himself into that mission with zeal. ]
Byerly Vorrutyer, both undercover and post-cover
[ Byerly is his typical self in the days leading up to the escape attempt. Wry, sardonic, casual, he spends much of his time in Cetagandan aesthetic pursuits and in lazing about. Particularly the latter, nowadays. It seems he's become quite content that the Cetagandans aren't going to boot him off base, and so instead of looking to impress them, he seems mostly to be looking to nap.
Ah, sweet napping. ]
After capture
[ The escape attempt was rather noisy and public, and so news of it spread pretty easily throughout the base. By the time his cell is opened up to visitation, everyone probably knows what he was up to.
And the escape attempt was not the only thing, dear God, that's noisy. Byerly, after the defeat of his attempt to rescue Sonia and the revelation of his status as a Barrayaran spy, is in a great mood. He's whistling and cheerful from within his locked cell - literally whistling, whistling tunefully, the sound absolutely piercing and incredibly obnoxious to anyone posted guard nearby - hell, to anyone passing by in the hall. Or he sings, sometimes, in an operatic baritone that similarly carries irritatingly. It's clear that Byerly, after his capture, has made it his personal mission to annoy the hell out of the Cetagandan base, and he has thrown himself into that mission with zeal. ]