She stays frozen and wide eyed a moment longer. It seems to stretch on into the infinite as she watches the hunter snap the rabbit's neck. The muffled sound snaps something in Kareen and she settles back into herself, into the familiarity of her current role: Kareen the conscripted laborer of the invading force.

"You startled me," she tells the man, her placcid mask now firmly back into place, "I didn't realize there was still game around." Fresh food has been scarce in the occupying camp, not that a detailed knowledge of Barrayar's fauna had been Kareen's wheelhouse to begin with.