[Whatever monster was there was back on its chain, but pacing at the edges of it, watching her resentfully. Why wouldn't she leave?
He frowns, voice dropping to a mutter. He knew the answer didn't make sense.]
I'm not his yet. [It wasn't asked, but Bothari continues anyway, merely because it's a comforting thought. A light, a warmth that makes him more real.] He gave me to the Lady Vorkosigan's service.
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[Whatever monster was there was back on its chain, but pacing at the edges of it, watching her resentfully. Why wouldn't she leave?
He frowns, voice dropping to a mutter. He knew the answer didn't make sense.]
I'm not his yet. [It wasn't asked, but Bothari continues anyway, merely because it's a comforting thought. A light, a warmth that makes him more real.] He gave me to the Lady Vorkosigan's service.