Caspar steps fully inside as directed. There is a subtle, but distinct look of relief on his face when Nana informs them that Ethel is in the diner. He had been legitimately concerned about the little dinosaur and her lack of resistance to the cold.

"γεια, Ethel," he says warmly. He crouches down, his expression softening into a smile as he returns the soft bump with a gentle polishing motion on the crest of her shiny head. Of course, Sarah takes this as an invitation for some more pets, too, and nudges Caspar off his feet and onto his ass. Undignified! But the Cylon only chuckles a little and resumes the patting. Someone is secretly a softie for cute animals!