A little chill goes through him. The fact that you're still here... For a moment, he thinks about what it would be like to just - disappear.

If that happens to you, that'll happen to everyone here. They'll also be affected if the future just changes. It's not going to be you alone winking out of existence. That thought, for some reason, doesn't bring him that much comfort.

"Anyway," he says, and kicks at the ground. "Am I supposed to be your twin, then? If you were born on Barrayar, you wouldn't have a clone."