Sonia's lips thin, a surprisingly auntish look considering she's still several years his junior. "No such thing." She takes a good drink from the bottle, wiping the mouth of it with her sleeve. "And your family -- you have a family that loves you, don't you?"

The answer to that one she already knows. Someone like Miles -- especially with someone like Piotr for a grandfather -- doesn't live long on Barrayar unless someone truly wants him to.