Up close, Miles can see the damp fabric and it does nothing for the racing panic, but Lara seems to be alright. He's practically vibrating as soon as she gets him free, and he heaves out a breath like a man who's been suffocating once she does.

"Wait, you're alone?" He shakes out his hands with an alarmed look up at her. He hops out of the chair to reach his hands to her shoulders -- he seems to sway a little, but he's more or less steady on his feet. "Er -- if the rest of the Dendarii are behind meters of admittedly effective Barrayaran political red tape, how'd you get in here?"

Probably shouldn't be his prior concern. He should probably be focusing on the fact that his identities have gotten this crossed, and Simon's going to be all kinds of pissed -- but right now, he'll focus on the little details.