[Also like homicidal robots with nukes, but for this boy, the Cylons are a memory of a generation past, something he won't even think about outside of a classroom for thirteen years. At which point, of course, they will be nearly all he thinks about.

Right now, the idea of destruction on that level is absolutely foreign to him, and well outside the scope of anything he can really process. His brow furrows with thought for a second.]

But I guess if something went wrong on one planet, you could just move the people to another one. Like, um, my mom moved to Picon after the citydome collapsed on Troy... like that.