"You're right," she says softly. She needs to get her act together. "I just wish I didn't see his face everywhere. It's like a nightmare each time."

"I still have my work," she agrees. "The cylons are letting us continue our infectious disease research. Even if they put a Four in charge." She frowns, looking a little disgusted. "He doesn't even have a name, just goes by his model number, and he's going through all our work. Every little detail. I know he's just trying to familiarize himself with it, but it... it just feels gross. Like he's stealing from us."