She doesn't feel very brave, most days. Maybe someone stronger than her would save those she could and rebuild a life in the Nexus, rather than stand around helplessly while the Cylons slowly crush what's left of humanity under their metaphorical boot. But she appreciates being called a good friend, and smiles bashfully in response. "I hope so, too... but it is a comfort knowing that the Nexus is here when I need it. "Maybe not in all the ways she expects, but there for her nonetheless.

The question is rhetorical, her wariness of Cylons, but her mind stumbles over it nonetheless. It'd be more than wariness, if a Cylon set foot in the Nexus. "That's true... although I have made friends with other sentient robots. But I'm glad you have a place back on your world where people accept you, too."

Adia finishes up what's left on her plate. She hasn't skimped on lunch, but she's made sure to make room for dessert, another thing that is in short supply on New Caprica. "Let me know when you're ready to get dessert. Unless you're just having the jello for that."