> Given the request to mark chapters, I shall only discuss stuff from 6.
>> heights, using all three dimensions of the room.
> there was no shooting in this scene.
environment like that, with people seated below and above me.
>> yet . . . somehow, never gets around to applying."
>>      "I'm sure Bel's interested in doing so," Miles offered.
> Ouch - poor Miles.  Feeling guilty?
especially so in the next chapter after 10?
>> Whole tucked in its wallet?"
>> sure it was the same one?
from Miles?  I'd assume he did, but it would take a reread.
>> our worst, Gregor be praised.
> OUCH.  True... but still ouch.
>> a boy or a girl or a herm.
convienent.  But I could easily be wrong.
>> Bel, show Lord Vorkosigan your baby pictures!"
>>      Miles's head swiveled around. "What?"
> hadn't passed on yet.
>> softened, then, abruptly, recovered its habitual ironic smile.
>> "Assuming I take the plunge and apply for my Union citizenship."
> oh, that's gotta hurt.  Yeah, Miles, see this adorable picture?
> "blastular", but at least they're real, not hypothetical.
> Bel primed Nicol to bring the subject up somehow?
possibility.  But as of now I don't see it like him.
>> skin-fitting ship knits made splendid with glitter.
after where they came from.
Does this mean we need to make Ian into a Quaddie for next Con?
> somebody tell me so *I* can buy tickets.
full regalia on performance in some later book.
> That got my engineer husband Karl howling with laughter.
> still drunk with new chapters!