[ Not moving is helping. And the scale is - dizzying, still, but Miles has been this small (or smaller) so many times that he's built up a certain amount of resistance to the mental whiplash involved. Instead, he just focuses on keeping his balance, craning his neck up to look at Charles, and not think too hard about anything. In this, the open communication between them is a double benefit. He can't help but relax at the relative normalcy of having another person in his head again. God, he's missed that so much. ]
Very well, then. You have my thanks in advance.
[ He'll make sure to bring over something nice each time at least. Wine, perhaps. Or tea. ]
Not limited to one at a time, no. I could have an unlimited number in theory - but the vow is required. They would become my subject, or vice versa, if I swore to them.
[ Though as a Count's heir, he isn't sworn to anyone besides his father and Gregor, full stop. Despite the fact that he's not on Barrayar and all these politics are a moot point, Miles takes these vows incredibly seriously. ]
no subject
Very well, then. You have my thanks in advance.
[ He'll make sure to bring over something nice each time at least. Wine, perhaps. Or tea. ]
Not limited to one at a time, no. I could have an unlimited number in theory - but the vow is required. They would become my subject, or vice versa, if I swore to them.
[ Though as a Count's heir, he isn't sworn to anyone besides his father and Gregor, full stop. Despite the fact that he's not on Barrayar and all these politics are a moot point, Miles takes these vows incredibly seriously. ]