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[She snorts a faint laugh.] Well said. I'll continue my research for you and let you know what I find that might suit you better.

Thank you.

...I'm sorry.

Don't be. It was your birthday and you wanted to enjoy yourself, as was your right. It's done.

I have a couple of bottles of wine still. In the fridge. Maybe Ivan'll want them.

I wouldn't know, to be honest. But I've never known someone to turn down wine.

It's...probably for the best. Usually I just get morose when I'm drunk. The party was an exception.

Company and a secure environment tend to make it easier for one to enjoy themselves when they normally would not.

My normal birthdays involve much more standing up.

This was your first on your own, celebrated as a man your age.

...

Did you open my gift?

I did. It's perfect.

Good. It'll make riding in the fall and winter more comfortable for you.

It fits, too. Good eye for Barrayaran fashion.

I just took what you tended to wear normally and extrapolated from there.

Good call. Very good call.

Perhaps when we have time you could...teach me to ride? I never was much of an equestrian.

Of course. It's only fair. And the more people there are who know how to ride, the easier it will be to get around this place.

Better transportation will make it simpler for those that wold work on the farm to get there in a timely fashion- it really is a productive project you've created here. Watching it come to fruition must be gratifying.

It's...nice, yes, to see firsthand the results of my work. For a change.

It's not an option normally available to you, is it?

Not without it being a circus, no. But back home, I can't go anywhere without it being a circus.

I don't even want to try imagining that. Not really.

Most of my potential heirs feel the same way. I think it's one reason Ivan pretends he's merely an excess Vor scion and Miles keeps trying to escape off-planet. Nobody as close to it as they are wants it. Would you believe there are still people who would kill me, and them, for it?

I would. People are idiots when it comes to power, that much is universal and, sadly, eternal. I do not think it will ever change.

All the same, I suspect--no, I know--that in order to do the job, you have to want it.

Do you?

[He'd run from it- if not the work but all that came with it. The details of having to live with the threat of assassination, the obligatory paranoia. He wants to better the lives of those he leads, that's certain enough. But the entirety of it?]