Look, Miles Vorkosigan is just as confused about this mess as Duv is. And while not literally lost in this village - he's been in the later version many times - he is metaphorically adrift. Horribly, terrifyingly adrift. He really wishes he'd paid more attention to this particular time period, but with Gran'da having lived it he'd never thought he needed to study ...

So of course, here he is right in the thick of it. Fucking time travel.

But who is that quietly making his way through the village? Miles snaps his head up from where he was on snow shoveling duty. And looks more excited to see Duv Galeni than ... well, he's ever been. He's never been so desperately grateful to see the historian in his life. "Duv?" he says, brushing snow off his gloved hands. "Is that you?"