"What else can we find out about these people? Are all of them magic?"

He checks that. "Yep. I can get their complete written works and we can read those."

"You can't just read everything somebody's written!"

"Well, how do you want to do it?"

"Can you make - less than that - how much can you filter -"

"Some, but 'published works' won't do it for baby-napping conspirators -"

"Correspondence?"

"I can do it by format?"

Nika names plausible secure comm formats that conspirators might favor.

Lots of results!

"Do you have a local file format you want me to make these in so you can read through them too -"

"We don't have a computer here..."

"I can make one I just need to know what kind."

"Maybe we should be not here, actually, since Grandda could wake up whenever..."

"Yes," says Cordelia, "let's be somewhere else. How best do I specify a place for you to teleport to...?"

"Sending me a mental image is fastest."

"Hmm. Miles, I know how much you want to be a part of this, but Sergeant Bothari will worry if you vanish from his sight and he will also worry if we introduce him to Epic. Can you go and tell him to take you home?"

Miles sighs. "Yeah, okay." He goes over to the house.

With that taken care of, Cordelia attempts to send a mental image of the quiet little library at Vorkosigan House.

"Got it. Nika, are you coming?"

"Um, Mama, do you think Bothari will wonder where I've gotten to -"

"I think Miles will tell him that I showed up and took you home with me."

"Okay, then yeah, I'm coming."

Pop!

"And now - "

She has a suggested format for a data disk they can put in a reader.

He is a demon and can totally make the information on that data disk. "Wow, your computers are big."

"Are yours smaller? How do they encrypt their contents?"

Let's find out what these people have been saying to each other.

"Wired to your brain patterns. Normal encryption doesn't work very well with demons."