[Oh, Felix is definitely concerned about the worryingly high possibility of David being some kind of oldschool Earth Cylon. Unfortunately, the one guaranteed method of testing for skinjobs -- i.e., killing them -- no longer works, and he doesn't think he'd have the stomach to try it on a kid, anyway.
But what if that's why the Cylons made one?
Still, he reluctantly opens the pressurization hatch and lets David into the large, honeycomb-walled metal room. There's a long table running down the middle, and it's here that Gaeta sits himself down, peering up at David warily.]
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But what if that's why the Cylons made one?
Still, he reluctantly opens the pressurization hatch and lets David into the large, honeycomb-walled metal room. There's a long table running down the middle, and it's here that Gaeta sits himself down, peering up at David warily.]
So you're from Earth.