Sam blinked before sighing, too tired to keep on with any pretense.
"You mean you haven't figured it out yet?" He offered her a small grin. As insane as it was, even though it went against every instinct he had, he didn't think she wanted to kill the Fleet. Or him. And besides, the Raider had had the chance to blow him out of the sky and hadn't. So maybe this girl wouldn't kill him even if she was a Cylon anyway. And just possibly this whole situation was crazy enough to be true.
"I'm a damn Skinjob. Only found out a few hours before I came here. Everything I thought I was was a lie."