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[The feed clicks on to a very pale man gone slightly paler than normal. He has dark hair and dark eyes, and his face is extremely carefully controlled, doing his best to conceal worry.]

Ah... hello. My name is Greg. I'm not sure if anyone can help me, but has anyone seen a man named Miles Vorkosigan lately? He's about four foot nine, grey eyes. He talks very quickly. [His mouth twitches.] You'll know him if you've met him, believe me. He is-- [Gregor gropes briefly for a polite turn of phrase and rejects several internal attempts before he finishes] --extremely distinctive.

At any rate, is anyone able to locate him? He hasn't been responding to my calls, and while that is not particularly unusual in and of itself, he usually comes home every once in a while, and he hasn't turned up at work. I'm starting to worry. I-- [He stops, struggling briefly.] He's my foster-brother. I'd just like to know where he is. Miles, if you can see this, kindly drop me a line to let me know you aren't dead in an air vent somewhere, please. I'd appreciate it.

Thank you very much.

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I see.

I don't suppose you'd care to explain the series of events that led up to him being handed to me bound in duct tape? Not that I don't understand the impulse to gag Miles, I've spoken to him, but I admit I'm curious.

[vengeance_driven]

He compared working in sanitation to a prison camp. I was in a very bad war. I've had pretty bad jobs. It rubbed me the wrong way.

But is like his stupid to mouth filter is turned off. Nothing stops him from talking- even when he was drunk he didn't speak as this.

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[Gregor looks startled, then concerned.]

No, you're right, that's not like him at all. He's been in a prison camp, it was... [Gregor trails off. He's seen the footage, and his lips thin slowly.] It was not very much like anything on this ship, whether he enjoys his sanitation job or not.

I'm sorry. [Honestly, his face clearing as he watches Niko's over the feed. He wonders briefly when Niko saw Miles drunk but that's not high enough on his priority list to divert the conversation just now.] I think Miles is likely sorry too, if he's got his head back on straight, wherever he is now. He was not... particularly kind to me, either, after I collected him, and his behavior was extremely erratic. I'm not excusing the things he said, but this just confirms my worry that something out of the ordinary may have happened to him.

[vengeance_driven]

Hopefully he didn't talk this way to someone who isn't trying as hard as me to be good. It's not exactly a good time for him to be roaming free.

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I hope so, too. [Politely.] Thank you for not breaking my foster-brother, the repairs tend to be rather expensive.

[vengeance_driven]

Yeah. Sorry about the fingers. Didn't know he is so easy to fall apart.

[lets_see_what_happens]

Not your fault. A few of his bones have been replaced with sturdier synthetics, but not his fingers. He's broken them by accident himself often enough, and I set them all right.

[vengeance_driven]

It is good that someone has practice.

Sorry about your brother though, ah? Good luck in finding him.

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Thank you. Please let me know if you see him.