She emerges from one of the alcoves and envelops her son in a brief hug, then stands back with her hands on his shoulders and a faintly chastising look on her face. "Miles, heart, you do have the most incredible way of turning up unexpected complications in unlikely places. And I wish you'd sent some form of personal message - I had to find out you were married from Simon Illyan. I don't even know if congratulations are in order, or..." and here her gaze travels to Linya as she lets go of Miles, "something more complicated. Am I welcoming you to the family, or housing an exile or a refugee? Some combination? None of the above?"
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She emerges from one of the alcoves and envelops her son in a brief hug, then stands back with her hands on his shoulders and a faintly chastising look on her face. "Miles, heart, you do have the most incredible way of turning up unexpected complications in unlikely places. And I wish you'd sent some form of personal message - I had to find out you were married from Simon Illyan. I don't even know if congratulations are in order, or..." and here her gaze travels to Linya as she lets go of Miles, "something more complicated. Am I welcoming you to the family, or housing an exile or a refugee? Some combination? None of the above?"