She doesn't wind up taking the repeat; the end of the symphony without it has her playing the final chord when Lord Auditor Vorthys is nearer than anyone she's hoping to evade. She counts out the beats, holds for a moment longer, and then lifts her hands from the keyboard. She has decided that given her choice of titles she's going to address this particular guest as -
"Professor Vorthys."
"Linya," he says, kissing her hand, and then turns to the other participants in the conversation. "My Lord Auditor - ah - ?" He surveys the two unknowns with a querying eyebrow.
"Ekaterin Vorsoisson, Tien Vorsoisson - Lord Vorkosigan," supplies Professor Vorthys.
"I've been showing off my pen again," Linya says, putting her hand on Miles's shoulder when he has finished kissing it. "Professor Vorthys and Madame Vorsoisson both want fountain pens, like you, but Vorsoisson's going to get a silver one in the mail."
"At this rate you'll be supplying the entire Vor caste with free pens," says Miles. "Fountainoid or regular, according to taste."
"I don't know about all the Vor. Unless you think pens would make a particularly good peace offering to the ones who are inclined to need such things? Because that might add it up."
"Then certainly not the entirety of the Vor. Some of them will just have to buy their pens. But not all of you." She kisses Miles on the top of his head.
"I'd like to think so."
"Is it hard to use?"
"I don't find it hard, but I designed it. Drawing should be simple, and so should any program operated principally by pointing at things - learning the gestures to input text might take longer. You can have it do voice recognition if that's easier, since it does pick up sound just fine."
"Could you - I don't know - offer a pointing-operated virtual keyboard?" wonders Madame Vorsoisson. "As a stepping stone?"
"That's a good idea - I switch alphabets pretty routinely, but if the main customer base will be using Barrayaran Cyrillic all the time - I'll make a note of that for an update. There is a virtual keyboard but it's there to troubleshoot finicky custom gesture recognition and it's not too accessible -" She makes a note of this suggestion.
"I appreciate it. This is half of why I'm giving away the first batch - feedback from people who know better than I do what people who aren't me need from pens."
"But I talk too much about pens - what do you do with your time?" Linya wonders. Mostly of Madame Vorsoisson and not her husband.
"Oh - I don't think you talk too much about pens. Pens are interesting. I don't do anything nearly that interesting," she says. "I garden, when I have the time - we have a young son, just a year old."
"Nikolai, right?" says Linya. She did her homework. "What do you grow besides him, though?"
"I, um - have an interest in native Barrayaran vegetation... I know it's mostly not known for its beauty, but I think it has potential. I have a bonsai'd skellytum I inherited."
"I know almost nothing about Barrayaran flora - I actually haven't left Vorbarr Sultana since I got here. But I've always liked bonsais. How old is yours?"
"I'm impressed that non-Earth-derived life forms even bonsai. Does it need a lot of maintenance?"
"Technically no. Barrayaran native plants don't produce anything we'd recognize as a flower. But it does do something similar."