[ Not exactly making him feel better there, Wash. If you want to drink, something must really be fucked up...
He moves to borrow a pair of earthenware cups from Ma Chaika, the little old Barrayaran woman who lives here. She can be heard dimly in the next room, preparing her supper with her granddaughter in tow; she gives the two of them a quick glance and a murmured greeting in Russian. Miles echoes it back as he pours out Wash's cup. ]
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He moves to borrow a pair of earthenware cups from Ma Chaika, the little old Barrayaran woman who lives here. She can be heard dimly in the next room, preparing her supper with her granddaughter in tow; she gives the two of them a quick glance and a murmured greeting in Russian. Miles echoes it back as he pours out Wash's cup. ]
They don't speak English especially well.