That just gets a shrug from him. "I haven't met them. I don't even know what they're like." Apart from what he sees on the news. Uncle Aral seems terrifying, that much Ivan is pretty sure on.
"Ah. Sorry I'm prying," he says as he straightens in his seat. "We're the closest to Barrayar, but I've never met someone with roots there." Nor has he paid much mind to the planet. Komarr on a whole had few trading happening in the region and his own family focused on their routes to and from Earth.
"They don't get out much, from what I hear. Although if your family's involved in trade they'd have a higher chance of running into them, right?" He's still not sure how that system works, but then again everyone in the Nexus seems to think the Betan way of running a democracy is odd, so maybe there's a tradeoff somewhere.
"In a different part of the Nexus," he says with a vague wave of his hand. "They work more with the routes going to and from Earth, not Barrayar. As far as I know, they haven't done any trades with Barrayar."
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