[A stunned look falls over David's face as the lieutenant explains how time is measured on his world, and upon hearing that acronym's grim meaning he sits down. Abruptly.] ... You really are from the future... way into the future.

[The more this Lieutenant Gaeta tells David, the less he wants to know. No one would mistake him for a hero of justice, but the wholesale murder of worlds is more mindless destruction than he can accept. And if somehow the future Felix Gaeta described could be traced back to the Yeerks... to his own actions even, he wasn't enough of a monster to accept it as a meaningless sacrifice. His hands clench his knees and tighten. What he can do, he's not yet sure, but he won't just go back home and ignore the invasion if his decision could lead to this kind of slaughter.]

So... everyone's in spaceships now. [There's an urgency in his tone now that wasn't there before - he doesn't just want to understand now, he needs to understand.] And these Cylon things... is there any way there could be a connection between them and the Yeerks? [He wants to hear him say no, but the cold and logical part of his mind knows that even if he did, it wouldn't mean much. The Yeerks always operated by secrecy. If they could invade a planet without anyone knowing they exist, who's to say they couldn't nuke one the same way?]