Ivan's brows raise skeptically at Lieutenant Vorpatril, and he lets go of his arm to give the man a more searching look. "Did you hit your head on your way here? It's Captain Vorpatril now, Duv." Brain damage, great. If living like it was the Time of Isolation -- or worse -- wasn't bad enough, it's starting to take its toll on the officers. "And anyway, it's not like they're just handing out ranks here. That would mean speaking to General Count Vorkosigan."

And guess who he's ignoring. Just guess.