[ She looks over the same things that he's seeing, one hand raised to shield her eyes from the bright sun beating down on them—too much time on Barrayar already? she asks herself, have you gotten used to those dreary, dim days that never happened on Beta Colony? But she's seeing the different flavors and clashes of culture around her, some seemingly familiar and others excitingly foreign. Even covered by shade as they are, it's easy to discern her excitement from the look in her eyes. The smile she's wearing also helps.
Unfortunately, Aral can't see either of those until she leans in from behind his left shoulder to mock-whisper in his ear: ]
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Unfortunately, Aral can't see either of those until she leans in from behind his left shoulder to mock-whisper in his ear: ]
Only one question?