Feb 21, 2020 8:24 PM
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Well, that was predictable. She'd been kind of hoping she had a better lid on it than that, so that Occlus wouldn't notice until she actually went about telling her, but Occlus knows her very well and is pretty perceptive, so. This was really, really predictable.

There is a Barrayaran here named Miles Vorkosigan - son of the Cordelia that's been so helpful with the station planning, actually. I am - fond of him. (There is a mild and quickly suppressed flutter of adoration and delight.) To my amusement, he's declared that he's going to marry me, which I do not expect to take any issue with.

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I see. Are you certain you wish to so closely entwine yourself so quickly?

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It would not be any time soon. For now, we're just dating.

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He must be exceptional.

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There's the flutter of adoring delight again, just as quickly stifled as the first.

He is! I - could attempt to describe him, but I don't believe I yet have the control with this strange new set of emotions to manage it while avoiding annoying you with silly feelings. I do think you'll like him.

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I look forward to meeting him.

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Smile.

I'll be happy to introduce you once you're through the wormhole. (Stifled fondness.)

Anything else, or shall we conclude this check in?

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Nothing further on my end.

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Nor mine. Farewell, my lord.

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Apprentice.

Break.

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And now she is free to giggle to herself about Miles Vorkosigan. She doesn't indulge in doodling, but she does let herself sigh wistfully. Once.

She meditates an hour to get her head in order, then goes to bed, vaguely wondering if this is what it's like to be in love.

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