When he puts it like that, it does make it sound like One is holding all the cards. And so long as he safely hides behind his army of Centurions, he's untouchable.
She blinks when he asks about the paper, as if she'd forgotten she was holding it. "This?" She looks at him uneasily, then sighs and unfolds it. She's already told him plenty, and he's been considerate enough with her feelings...
It's a children's drawing of two stick figures holding hands. One is a woman with hair like Adia's. The other is a man in a purple suit. There is a red heart between them and a yellow sun above their heads.
Written over and over in the blank space is the number 5.
"That's me... and that's my ex-boyfriend, Caspar. He's a model Five Cylon, but I didn't know it when we were together. He was a sleeper agent... false memories." Her gaze lingers on his simply-drawn smile. "A little girl in the Fleet drew this for me. She's half-Cylon, half-human, the only one of her kind... I never told her about Caspar but she knew, somehow."
She compulsively starts to fold the picture again. "It's not... it's not relevant to Earth, not really, but..." Her voice catches. "It's one more thing that isn't coming true."
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She blinks when he asks about the paper, as if she'd forgotten she was holding it. "This?" She looks at him uneasily, then sighs and unfolds it. She's already told him plenty, and he's been considerate enough with her feelings...
It's a children's drawing of two stick figures holding hands. One is a woman with hair like Adia's. The other is a man in a purple suit. There is a red heart between them and a yellow sun above their heads.
Written over and over in the blank space is the number 5.
"That's me... and that's my ex-boyfriend, Caspar. He's a model Five Cylon, but I didn't know it when we were together. He was a sleeper agent... false memories." Her gaze lingers on his simply-drawn smile. "A little girl in the Fleet drew this for me. She's half-Cylon, half-human, the only one of her kind... I never told her about Caspar but she knew, somehow."
She compulsively starts to fold the picture again. "It's not... it's not relevant to Earth, not really, but..." Her voice catches. "It's one more thing that isn't coming true."