Deep down, she thinks that Reynard would do a lot better with technology if he was a little less stubborn, but everyone has to learn at their own pace. "I'm sure you will. You've had to learn more than just about anyone on your world."
She nods, pleased that he's come to that conclusion on his own. "That's right. Rocks are made of minerals, air is made of gases, and water is... well, water molecules. But none of them are made of cells, and none of them contain DNA, which is what cells use to replicate themselves." Anticipating his next question, she adds, "DNA is a long, long chain made up of molecules called nucleotides in the shape of a double helix. It's inside the nucleus of every cell, and it's like a blueprint. It tells the cell how to make another of its kind." Technically, some viruses contain only RNA, DNA's hard-working cousin, but she can explain that exception later. One thing at a time.
There's not anything left for her to say that would ease his mind. The Cylons are always a few jumps away from her ship, and the Nexus is full of hidden dangers. How fragile her life must seem in comparison to his. But looking into his eyes, she feels compelled to reassure him somehow. So she slips her hand out of his, then gets out of her chair so that she can give him a hug. As awkward as it is with him still sitting, it's the best she can do.
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She nods, pleased that he's come to that conclusion on his own. "That's right. Rocks are made of minerals, air is made of gases, and water is... well, water molecules. But none of them are made of cells, and none of them contain DNA, which is what cells use to replicate themselves." Anticipating his next question, she adds, "DNA is a long, long chain made up of molecules called nucleotides in the shape of a double helix. It's inside the nucleus of every cell, and it's like a blueprint. It tells the cell how to make another of its kind." Technically, some viruses contain only RNA, DNA's hard-working cousin, but she can explain that exception later. One thing at a time.
There's not anything left for her to say that would ease his mind. The Cylons are always a few jumps away from her ship, and the Nexus is full of hidden dangers. How fragile her life must seem in comparison to his. But looking into his eyes, she feels compelled to reassure him somehow. So she slips her hand out of his, then gets out of her chair so that she can give him a hug. As awkward as it is with him still sitting, it's the best she can do.