Caspar crosses his leg over the other and folds his hands in his lap. Is he offending the other man's sensibilities? Good. Reasonable payback for the sniffing and general creepiness, so far as he's concerned. But when Micolash expresses open-ended concern about his intentions, the Cylon makes a dismissive sound and rolls his eyes.

"Relax. I'm not here to threaten you or tell you to stay away from my girl. In fact, the only thing that worried me about you talking to her was how angry she got afterwards. Do you know how rare that is? You're a special guy, Micolash. Truly." He falls silent a moment, then adds more quietly, "I want to be supportive of her, but I don't know anything about Great Ones or runes. You're the expert on that, right? She's not in the mood to talk to you right now, but I will."