Cavil notes that any more discord, after that sown by Natalie's little movement, might have troubling repercussions: "...We may run out of spare bodies," he snots. The other Cavil explains how it's going to go: "The Threes' core consciousness is being downloaded at our central resurrection hub. The nearest accessible server is a half-dozen jumps from here. We can go together and hear what your newfound heroine has to say." But a half-dozen jumps is six chances for betrayal, so Natalie decides to stay on their own ships. Cavil agrees, once again, rather readily -- and suggests that he and his would be more comfortable off her ships in any case. They agree to set out toward the Resurrection Ship; to welcome Three back from the cold together. Nothing a Six wants more than to believe that we're all playing fair, that God has a plan, that she is in on it, that everybody wants the same things she does. That there are things, most importantly, that we simply don't do.

On Colonial One, Zarek calls the Quorum to order, calling on the delegate from Sagittaron. Laura smirks and giggles with Tory as he speaks. "Would the President care to comment on the news stories crediting so-called military sources that claim the Demetrius is searching for new food sources? Or, Madam President, would you rather that we just simply accept this obvious attempt at disinformation?" This last, as intended, sparks a murmur among the gathered Delegates and press, and Zarek calls them to order again.

"I'm afraid I don't control the media, Jacob, as much as you know I'd love to. Regarding the reports, the Demetrius mission is a matter of Fleet security, and as such I can't and won't discuss it, period." But Cantrell's not done. Leave it to a Sagittaron to bitch and moan about every little misuse of authority. "Madam President, I have to say that my constituency is not satisfied with an executive..." Another Delegate, a woman, asks Roslin if she gets that the whole Demetrius thing casts huge doubt on the major Roslin Thing, which is the path to Earth. (The question itself makes me think she might be the new Geminese Delegate, which I hate because A) you don't replace a black lady with a black lady and B) I can't handle the idea that Sarah Porter died on New Caprica. I simply cannot allow that possibility, I love her too much.) Laura admits that the Demetrius issue does kind of call bullshit on Laura's whole prophet margin, but reminds the Quorum that she still hasn't even admitted the Demetrius is actually looking for Earth. Cantrell starts in on her again, and the President asks everybody to chill the hell out. "I cannot believe that the Demetrius is the only matter that is important to your constituents. Can we please move on? You know my answer to this."