Sam slipped an arm around her slim waist, escorting her out as any gentleman would, with a grin as he enjoyed the casual flirting.
A grin that faded slightly as she mentioned the genocide.
"It was rough. Lesson to be learned is don't create sentient machines that can think for themselves and expect them to just work obediently for you. They began to evolve and decided they didn't like it. So they wiped out most of the human race. Over 20 billion people killed in a matter of hours in an attack no one saw coming. About 30 thousand still survive, barely at that. The Cylons developed humanoid models, seriously, you can't tell them apart from people. They infiltrated the colonies, let the Cylons past the defenses."
And I'm one of them. Maybe I even betrayed humanity without even knowing it with some kinda sleeper program in my head or something.
He shook his head, trying to force those thoughts back and gave her a weak smile.