[ Starting to feel like she has a stronger grasp on the situation, she steps closer, gaze still tracing the features of his face. She can see the young, ambling boy she left behind in him clear as day now.
So they're not the only ones here. It's easy to tell from Ivan's, her son's, words that Miles must be of a similar age. That must be a burden off of Cordelia's shoulders to know that her boy made it too, Barrayar be damned. Does that mean Gregor is an adult too? She's sure she'll be introduced to them in due time, if her son has any manners. ]
From the Pretendership? That's been over for years. [ She motions for him to come closer too. ] I want a better look at you before we're off for the tour.
[ Is he at that age where he's too old to hug his mother? She can already hear what her Betan friend might have to say about how silly a notion that was, about how such an age didn't exist.
If he was too old, hopefully he'd indulge his mother because she holds out her arms. Everything feels so unreal and she wants to be sure that her son is truly there. ]
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So they're not the only ones here. It's easy to tell from Ivan's, her son's, words that Miles must be of a similar age. That must be a burden off of Cordelia's shoulders to know that her boy made it too, Barrayar be damned. Does that mean Gregor is an adult too? She's sure she'll be introduced to them in due time, if her son has any manners. ]
From the Pretendership? That's been over for years. [ She motions for him to come closer too. ] I want a better look at you before we're off for the tour.
[ Is he at that age where he's too old to hug his mother? She can already hear what her Betan friend might have to say about how silly a notion that was, about how such an age didn't exist.
If he was too old, hopefully he'd indulge his mother because she holds out her arms. Everything feels so unreal and she wants to be sure that her son is truly there. ]