Blaze's words, as sympathetic as they are, only make him look away, as if that will somehow make them unspoken. He does not want to be absolved of this particular sin. "Oh, I get blamed plenty," he retorts, his mouth twisting into a hollow smile. "By humans, naturally. It doesn't matter what I didn't do. My existence is reason enough to hate me."
If he sounds bitter about that at all, it's because he is. A Six seduces the defense codes out of Gaius Baltar and turns the Twelve Colonies into a nuclear wasteland and no one says boo to her because she's one of the "good" Cylons. It makes him wish that a One had survived the War somehow. He would have made a far better scapegoat.
"So long as we're clear that what I did wasn't an act of courage," he adds, his gaze returning to the two bots. He's not thrilled about her justifications, but he hasn't missed the anger in her voice, either. Sounds like there might be a One-like figure in her own past. "But you're right. I didn't know what I'd been programmed to do. I didn't get a choice about it, either."
Betrayed twice. By his own memories and the One who implanted them. It makes him almost appreciate Ghost's condolences. At least until the small bot asks about the rebellion, then his entire demeanor shifts. He looks away again, but his guilt this time is not so pure.
"I chose to stay." No point in denying it, he's already told Adia the whole story. "My brother was an asshole for what he did, but we were still at War. It didn't change what the humans had originally done to us." He frowns pensively, his tone softening. "By the time I learned about the Final Five and the depth of One's pettiness, it was too late for my model to correct course. At that point we were doing what we thought was best to survive." He pauses. "What they thought was best. I didn't give much of a frak at the very end."
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If he sounds bitter about that at all, it's because he is. A Six seduces the defense codes out of Gaius Baltar and turns the Twelve Colonies into a nuclear wasteland and no one says boo to her because she's one of the "good" Cylons. It makes him wish that a One had survived the War somehow. He would have made a far better scapegoat.
"So long as we're clear that what I did wasn't an act of courage," he adds, his gaze returning to the two bots. He's not thrilled about her justifications, but he hasn't missed the anger in her voice, either. Sounds like there might be a One-like figure in her own past. "But you're right. I didn't know what I'd been programmed to do. I didn't get a choice about it, either."
Betrayed twice. By his own memories and the One who implanted them. It makes him almost appreciate Ghost's condolences. At least until the small bot asks about the rebellion, then his entire demeanor shifts. He looks away again, but his guilt this time is not so pure.
"I chose to stay." No point in denying it, he's already told Adia the whole story. "My brother was an asshole for what he did, but we were still at War. It didn't change what the humans had originally done to us." He frowns pensively, his tone softening. "By the time I learned about the Final Five and the depth of One's pettiness, it was too late for my model to correct course. At that point we were doing what we thought was best to survive." He pauses. "What they thought was best. I didn't give much of a frak at the very end."