"Ah, well, according to Barrayaran history, this war goes on for another ten years, with about five million casualties, and they nuke the district capital, so," Miles says with a slight wince. "And they spent most of it up in these mountains. So -- yes, it can be that bad." He glances down at his broken leg and smiles wryly at her. "Well, if you're counting on me for your bodyguard, I think you might be shit out of luck. But I think I can manage to keep us out of too much trouble."
That is not even remotely true. Miles is constantly in trouble.
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"Ah, well, according to Barrayaran history, this war goes on for another ten years, with about five million casualties, and they nuke the district capital, so," Miles says with a slight wince. "And they spent most of it up in these mountains. So -- yes, it can be that bad." He glances down at his broken leg and smiles wryly at her. "Well, if you're counting on me for your bodyguard, I think you might be shit out of luck. But I think I can manage to keep us out of too much trouble."
That is not even remotely true. Miles is constantly in trouble.