Narrow shoulders rise and fall in a shrug. "My story is very common," everywhere, not just in her own world. Still, it hardly matters, the here and now is what is most important. "You should certainly bring something back for your friend, Maggie! I am very sorry to hear she is sick. Is there anything else here that might help her?" Because if there is they should totally get it.

"I believe I feel the way about these Cylons as you do about Lhuitantl. That is to say: not very much." The words come out with a little growl at the end of them, shoulders hunched with emphasis.