Somewhere in my head Ivan is sulking, because there's a new chewtoy as independent as he is, who has somehow drawn a better lot in plot bunnies and has no interest in coming to hide in a corner with him.
Ivan! Ivan, Ivan, Ivan. *shakes head* You're not thinking like a proper Barrayaran! If you were, you'd have realised: NOW THERE IS SOMEONE TO PUSH IN FRONT OF THE GUNS WHILE YOU MAKE A BREAK FOR THE TREELINE! Whenever she turns her sights on you, you can hurl Steve in her general direction as a distraction while you flee. :D It might work! And also there might eventually be robots and centaurs for the rest of us!
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Ivan! Ivan, Ivan, Ivan. *shakes head* You're not thinking like a proper Barrayaran! If you were, you'd have realised: NOW THERE IS SOMEONE TO PUSH IN FRONT OF THE GUNS WHILE YOU MAKE A BREAK FOR THE TREELINE! Whenever she turns her sights on you, you can hurl Steve in her general direction as a distraction while you flee. :D It might work! And also there might eventually be robots and centaurs for the rest of us!