"Yes, quite so," Gregor says pleasantly, shooting Bel a warm, approving look before he draws in a breath and releases it on a slow sigh, looking back at Miles.
"Bel figured it out, Miles," he says gently. "There was too much footage of me on Vervain after the whole mess in the Hub for them not to have, I think, not after the time I spent on the Ariel. They would have been content to continue keeping it a secret here, but Bel's bright and they work closely with you--We had Our suspicions that they might have put two and two together." He spreads his hands, palms-out, helpless and acquiescent. "Thus, it seemed unduly taxing on all parties to keep on demanding that Bel pretend they don't know who you are. Or who I am." Or who Ivan is, but Ivan has made a careful and dedicated study of being nobody in particular, so Gregor glosses over this.
"Consider security with respect to Captain Thorne officially broken, by Our fiat. I leave it up to your discretion what you choose to tell Bel, but I trust you implicitly, and you trust Bel--therefore, so do I, even if they hadn't earned such on their own merits." Gregor nods firmly, before his face softens just the slightest bit. "I'd like it to go no further, obviously, but... it's all right, Miles. I don't want you to tear yourself to pieces being too many people at once, especially when it's unnecessary."
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"Bel figured it out, Miles," he says gently. "There was too much footage of me on Vervain after the whole mess in the Hub for them not to have, I think, not after the time I spent on the Ariel. They would have been content to continue keeping it a secret here, but Bel's bright and they work closely with you--We had Our suspicions that they might have put two and two together." He spreads his hands, palms-out, helpless and acquiescent. "Thus, it seemed unduly taxing on all parties to keep on demanding that Bel pretend they don't know who you are. Or who I am." Or who Ivan is, but Ivan has made a careful and dedicated study of being nobody in particular, so Gregor glosses over this.
"Consider security with respect to Captain Thorne officially broken, by Our fiat. I leave it up to your discretion what you choose to tell Bel, but I trust you implicitly, and you trust Bel--therefore, so do I, even if they hadn't earned such on their own merits." Gregor nods firmly, before his face softens just the slightest bit. "I'd like it to go no further, obviously, but... it's all right, Miles. I don't want you to tear yourself to pieces being too many people at once, especially when it's unnecessary."