"They ride?" !!!! He has her immediately sidetracked, quite easily so. Reaching for her wine and resuming her drinking. Though for the first time in hours it was cheerfully sipped, not the drowning of misery. "Do you ride as well?"

Wait - hang on. She catches up and this time, it's her turn to choke on the wine. Nearly dropping the cup as she coughed on it. "You're clone of the son of Lord Vorkosigan?"