Taking a slow sip of tea, she wishes that she had better words to comfort Jim. The trouble is, it doesn't matter if she's right about Felix. He's still missing, still in danger. She's been told on more than one occasion that Caspar loved her, it was his Cylon nature that pushed her away. It doesn't take away the pain of what happened, and the fear of what's yet to come.

But it feels awkward to sit there silently, drinking tea in a lovely, clean room on a lovely, clean ship, with Jim an exhausted mess and her not far behind. "Should I go?" she asks him in a tone that suggests that she'd be happy to do so, if that's what he wants. "You can try to get a little rest."