Duv's acutely aware what reputation his planet holds as a tourist destination. If it weren't for the wormholes, no one would pay them any attention nor would anyone have bothered with the damn planet. It's home though and he feels a pang of longing at the thought of the Soletta Array above the 'jewel' of the domes. He had been about to set foot back on there for his new assignment before ending up here in the past, doing inventory for the Cetagandans.

Maybe he'll wake up from this if he gives it more time.

"Ah," he says with understanding, recognizing the name instantly. "Barrayar might be the farthest from home in the Nexus for you then."

Technological, urban Eta Ceta IV compared to here. Their efforts on Barrayar were considered important by their Empire, but Duv can't imagine all are happy to be stuck in the backwaters.