"Before," she says, giving him a strange look. Who the heck falls in love with someone after they've been taken hostage? "We were friends for three months. Best friends... a week before the Cylons attacked, he finally worked up the nerve to ask me out." She'll spare him the story of how he had flowers delivered to her quarters on her birthday. He doesn't seem like the sentimental type.

"He didn't hurt me when he dragged me into the lab..." Scared her sure, but it all happened so fast, she didn't have much time to react either way. "And he apologized immediately. I think he was running on auto-pilot when he did it."