Adia sighs softly and wishes that she could give Ghost a pat on his... well, on him. His concern is touching. "They're doing exactly what I thought they would," she says, looking from him to Blaze, and there is a morbid sort of pleasure in being proven right, in not being unnecessarily worried, but that self-righteousness is short-lived. "I don't know where they got their explosives. I'm assuming they made them from chemicals at the water treatment plant, but Will has kept me purposefully out of the loop, in case I get questioned."

She takes a small sip of hot chocolate, preparing herself to deliver more bad news. "Several Cylons died in the blast. They resurrected, but... Julia, the Cylon I work with, she says that a Cylon doesn't lose the memories of dying. They relive them when they resurrect."