He hesitates. Why do you want to know? Trying to build a catalogue of everything I don't know? Trying to mis-educate me so that you'll have secrets that you can use to differentiate yourself from me? But that possibility is...better than he was imagining, because there are a lot of nastier ways for Miles to differentiate himself from the clone. Like killing the clone. Like burning his face off with a plasma arc. A little lie or two would imply that he's not going to do that, and that's...
He shifts in his chair. Then, uncertainly, he says, "There was - a lot. And we only figured out about Naismith..." He looks around them, then, uncertainly - because he probably shouldn't be talking about Naismith and Vorkosigan in front of the Dendarii, right? That's still a secret dual identity. Isn't it? But also, why should he give a shit about Miles' secrets...? "Recently. So it's not like I even had time to learn."
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He shifts in his chair. Then, uncertainly, he says, "There was - a lot. And we only figured out about Naismith..." He looks around them, then, uncertainly - because he probably shouldn't be talking about Naismith and Vorkosigan in front of the Dendarii, right? That's still a secret dual identity. Isn't it? But also, why should he give a shit about Miles' secrets...? "Recently. So it's not like I even had time to learn."