"Thank you." Tra said holding the glass of Tauron whiskey up slightly in a toast to her. Then taking a drink of the fiery liquid he took a quick glance at Admiral Cain, who was still talking to Admiral Pierce.
"I was born on Caprica. My parents were both in the service and were away most of the time. My father was the commander of the Atlas. My mother was up for a command of her own when they died." He said pausing a moment at the thought of his parents. "Anyway, while they were deployed my uncle looked after me. He lived in this old red brick firehouse on Caprica beach he had turned into a house. The damn thing is over a hundred years old but he fixed it up nice. I would come back from boarding school and stay with him. It's the only place I remember growing up feeling at home in. How about you?" He said