I realize you're creating a society with your own two hands and nobody will do what you're telling them to, including your robot servants, but like: !!! Everybody feels that way all the time! I even understand that it's your first day and you just got turned into Natalie and Kara told you to do this so you're going to do this, but chill! Have a fucking martini, bask in the irony already, and get the basics under your belt, or somebody is going to shoot you all to hell and let me tell you that of all the wonderful human experiences of death you're so effin' jazzed about, that's one of the least awesome.
But it's Natalie, so of course that's not the solution: "Then we have to tell the humans the truth." The Eight is totally horrified, for very sad Capri-pants reasons: "No, you can't do that! They'll never trust us again." No love, no family, nothing to call your own. "They already know the coordinates. They'll just go destroy everything..." Leoben sends Natalie to Adama: "Tell him anything. Anything but the truth. I'll deal with the Centurions." She goes; Leoben thinks; Eight needs a Valium or something.
Helo's on point as they march Gaius to the Galactica hangar bay; he whispers something to Kara as Dr. Baltar boards a Raptor. He sees Laura just inside and nearly stumbles. "Of course..." he says, but she offers him a seat. She's got a copy of Searider Falcon in her lap; she takes him everywhere with her now. "We're going to settle this now." He tries to steely but ends up nearer Zoolander: "What's to settle? Your Chief of Staff is incomparably talented..." (Ugh.) Laura looks him right in the eye. "I've been sharing visions with Sharon Agathon and the Six." (Gaius is like, "So my invisible robot girlfriend wasn't lying? Because she's been acting up lately.") Laura nods. "The Hybrid on the Baseship spoke of an Opera House and a Dying Leader. We're going to talk to the Hybrid." Gaius thinks the visions are funny propaganda tools, not the word of God, so why bring him? "Because you're in my visions." Gaius is, for the first time in a good long while, good and gobsmacked.