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[mr_gaeta]

For the past couple of weeks, Milliways has served as a planned respite: Gaeta's never wound up there accidentally. But the way he pauses when he opens the door this time is...different from that brief, surprised balk almost everybody does when their path leads somewhere they weren't expecting. It's not just uncertainty. It goes deeper than that, into something very much like wariness -- or the closed-off look he'd get sometimes on New Caprica, when his every move was being scrutinized by Cylons.

After a beat or three, he limps forward to let the door creak shut behind him. As long as he's here, there's no harm in getting some coffee, he supposes.



[Plotlocked, with apologies!]