Helo reports to Adama in his office about how Gaeta is briefing Sharon and Racetrack on the scouting mission to the nebula. "You mean Athena and Racetrack," says Adama lightly, and Helo swells up to nearly twice his height with love and pride. Since he was already nine feet tall, this causes him to bust through Adama's ceiling and into the floor above. "Word travels fast!" he says. He and Adama are pleased together, and after the moment's passed, Adama asks -- vis-à-vis the relative speed of word -- about the morale dip on the flight deck. Helo assures him the crew can handle it, but Adama has more words. "I'm also told that Colonel Tigh is spending a lot of time down in the Pilots' rec room." Helo gives it up: "Both him and Starbuck, sir. They've been holding court. Second-guessing the rescue, bad-mouthing the crew that stayed up with Galactica. Suddenly, if you weren't in the ground war, it's like you can't be trusted." And people, Adama surmises, are listening. "They're destroying morale and unit cohesion." Adama's huge lie for this week: "They both know better." Rather than reminded the clearly senile Admiral that we are talking about Kara Thrace and Saul Tigh, Helo covers for his dementia: "... I don't think they care, sir."