[ Comfort through touch is also very familiar to Caprica, and she laces her fingers through Mahalia's briefly, before giving her an equally sad and tiny smile and letting her hand drop.
She's quiet for a moment longer before speaking up again. ]
Should we bury it?
[ The question almost sounds a little hesitant. Caprica is not used to burying anything — Cylons don't bury their dead, not when the body is not as important as the consciousness that was retrieved from inside it at the moment of death, not when there are copies upon copies of each of them — but she thinks this might be the right thing to do. If nothing else there's a practical reason, to avoid attracting whatever scavengers there might be in the Gardens. ]
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She's quiet for a moment longer before speaking up again. ]
Should we bury it?
[ The question almost sounds a little hesitant. Caprica is not used to burying anything — Cylons don't bury their dead, not when the body is not as important as the consciousness that was retrieved from inside it at the moment of death, not when there are copies upon copies of each of them — but she thinks this might be the right thing to do. If nothing else there's a practical reason, to avoid attracting whatever scavengers there might be in the Gardens. ]