run into more Barrayaran old-style thinking.”
“Good. That’s exactly what I want. I need to learn how to handle those hassles without accidentally killing people.”
“Er,” said Miles, “true. What are you going to study?”
“It almost doesn’t matter. It will give me an official status— student—and a chance to study the
It was another kind of hunger, this insatiable gluttony for knowledge. An ImpSec analyst must surely possess the hugest possible database. The fellows he’d met at the coffee dispenser in ImpSec HQ had conducted flashing conversations with each other over the most appalling range and depth of subjects. He was going to have to hustle, if he wanted to compete in that crowd.
“What’s funny?”
“I’m just wondering what Hassadar is going to learn from
The ground car turned in at the gates of Vorkosigan House, and slowed. “Maybe I’ll get up early,” said Mark. “There’s a lot to do.”
Miles grinned sleepily, puddled down in his uniform. “Welcome to the beginning.”
