"Well, nothing good, obviously. Some shady business about forced matches and their progeny and suppressing some kind of uprising, and Ivan and I had to hide a body -- anyway," he says, because they're straying far away from the point, and Miles feels like now that he's started on this path he needs to follow it through. "What was really going on -- "
God, this is messy. Miles rubs his face hard, trying to sort out his scattered brain, now murky with maple mead. "It's beside the point. I think I need to...back up a little." Again.
"Ivan," he sighs, and there is some relief in being able to put some of the blame on his idiot cousin, "shortly before we docked at Emiri, apparently felt the urgent need to post -- a personals ad on the ship network for me." Yeah, let that one sink in for a minute. It was every bit as mortifying and infuriating as you think. "A mutual friend of ours saw it and offered to set me up with someone he thought would be my type. Only he neglected to tell either of us it was a date. The whole 'we'll meet you for drinks downside, oh wait, everyone had to mysteriously cancel' kind of setup." He rolls his eyes, tipping his head back, and considers his words carefully. Then he just sighs. "It was with Clark."
Yeah, yeah, he knows they were just talking about Bel, but there was a lot going on at the time, okay.
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"Well, nothing good, obviously. Some shady business about forced matches and their progeny and suppressing some kind of uprising, and Ivan and I had to hide a body -- anyway," he says, because they're straying far away from the point, and Miles feels like now that he's started on this path he needs to follow it through. "What was really going on -- "
God, this is messy. Miles rubs his face hard, trying to sort out his scattered brain, now murky with maple mead. "It's beside the point. I think I need to...back up a little." Again.
"Ivan," he sighs, and there is some relief in being able to put some of the blame on his idiot cousin, "shortly before we docked at Emiri, apparently felt the urgent need to post -- a personals ad on the ship network for me." Yeah, let that one sink in for a minute. It was every bit as mortifying and infuriating as you think. "A mutual friend of ours saw it and offered to set me up with someone he thought would be my type. Only he neglected to tell either of us it was a date. The whole 'we'll meet you for drinks downside, oh wait, everyone had to mysteriously cancel' kind of setup." He rolls his eyes, tipping his head back, and considers his words carefully. Then he just sighs. "It was with Clark."
Yeah, yeah, he knows they were just talking about Bel, but there was a lot going on at the time, okay.