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Karaoke is a charming old Earth pastime in which music which normally has lyrics is played without them and supplying vocals is left as an exercise to the participant. Ivan was coaxed into going by a local handing out drink vouchers for the bar which offers the activity, and there he got slightly tipsy, sang the only three Barrayaran songs in the entire catalogue, made out with a somewhat drunker girl, got her number, and stumbled home while some Earthling was stumbling through interminable verses of some song. It has not been a bad evening.
middlingalong
Ivan drops Aaron onto his bed. "Learn some fucking self-control," he mutters, and he edges out of the room without turning his back on Aaron.
middlingalong
"You didn't try to start a brawl in the cafeteria, what do you have to be sorry for, you've been perfectly civilized the entire time."
middlingalong
"Fair enough. Don't let him out without my escort till further notice, I'll be by to take him to breakfast or just bring it in for you both if he's in a mood."
middlingalong
"Either of you want to come to the cafeteria or should I just bring you your bread, water, vat bacon, eggs...?"
middlingalong
"Right. Aaron, no wandering off, th'captain doesn't care to run into you again and needs the run of the place to do his job."
unmarred
"He doesn't feel up to talking to anyone yet but he understands and he's not going anywhere," says Mark.
unmarred
"Oh. This embassy's courier to Tau Ceti was being extensively blackmailed by Ser Galen. Less of a problem now, of course."
middlingalong
"...Well, less, but I'm sure they'll still be glad to know it. Well, for certain values of glad. Thanks."