In the basestar corridor, Caprica's assuring Gaius that the "navigational markers" he and Gaeta simultaneously have developed will be useful. "They sent a baseship out to investigate the pulsars, and look for this lion's head of yours." Baltar whines about how she has to be serious with him about how conflicted and ambiguous he is feeling about finding Earth. She laughs at him and notes how all this internal conflict developed right after he managed to once more escape death. She leads him through a room where one of the Eights is doing naked tai chi -- she ignores them utterly -- and reminds him that there's a lot of skepticism still about his motives. Gaius apologizes to Naked Boomer for interrupting her, and Caprica rolls her eyes: "Come on, Gaius." Out in the corridor again, Gaius is confused, thinking they're going in circles. "I'm sure it all looks the same to you, doesn't it? Be hard for any human to navigate around here. Especially without projecting." He says something about how -- not Chip Six but Caprica -- has mentioned "projection" before. "I'm not quite sure what you're talking about. It helps you to what, exactly?" She asks if he's ever daydreamed, and he does a perfect, gorgeous deadpan: "I do have an active imagination." (I'd slap him, just in case.) "Well, we don't have to imagine. We project. We choose to see our environment in any form we wish, whenever we wish. For instance, right now you see us as standing in a hallway, but I see it as a forest." Reality complies. "Filled with trees, birds, sunlight." Back in the corridor, Gaius smiles. "Like the walks that you and I used to take. On Caprica." As a Doral passes them, in both the forest and the hall, Caprica shakes her head, still smiling but not with her voice. "The aesthetic is what gives me pleasure. Not the specific memories. Instead of staring at blank walls, I choose to surround myself with a vision of God's creation."