"None of us can be impartial. I certainly can't. So today I am forming a commission on truth and reconciliation to hear our stories, and record them for posterity. There will be no prosecutions." Felix enters the CIC officer's locker room and puts his stuff back; hangs his tags. "I am issuing a general pardon for every human being in this Fleet." I started crying like WHOA right there. I'm a sucker for big forgiveness. God is the last thirty seconds of Fight Club. What do you do when you can't get out? Turn into something else. "This will not be a popular move today. But I truly believe that this is the only way for us to move forward in strength in a spirit of healing and reconciliation." Tory gazes at her in a spirit of healing and reconciliation and, some posters believe, hot-blooded lust. I don't think so; I think that she was so upset last week because she's been part of Hera's life exactly as long, and exactly as deep, as either Maya or Laura herself, and that's huge. "I thank you for your continued patience and courage. Good day." Adama begins to clap, giving the military okay, and everybody follows suit. And in the mess hall, Chief enters and is offered a seat at a table, but joins Gaeta instead. Gaeta looks at him, thinks for a second, and goes back to eating. General amnesty for everybody. I bet next week is going to be twice as horrible, just to make up for the nice feelings we're having right now.