He nods in acknowledgement of Kaidan's meaning. The scope of this war was fall smaller even for this Nexus. Focused on one planet and conquering its population. With its small scope, his death had been entirely probable. He can't fault anyone for thinking he was dead.

"They didn't leave me any room to send word of my safety," he replies dryly. If only he had wrapped a message to a rock and thrown it far over the battlefield though he doubted anyone from the other base lost sleep over his departure, as quick as it happened. "I can't be both?" A rogue historian on the side of the Barrayarans. He may have to use that for the subtitle of his autobiography if he ever lived long enough to write one.