Baltar was braced for quite a bit, but that managed to throw him completely anyways. His mouth opened and closed once, his eyes skittering across the strange faces convening in the room.

Alternate realities. It wasn't as if the idea hadn't been thrown about in scientific circles, but it was usually more as a philosophical or theoretical exercise, and Baltar didn't know very many scientists who had continued to take it seriously after they graduated university.

It was then that something else sank in -- we were saved from our own realities because the Ohm have already destroyed them.

Gaius blinked once, hard, his head swirling at the implication, as he gawped, trying to form words. "I -- you mean... everything..."

Everything he knew. Everyone he knew. The last shreds of humanity. The entire Cylon race. Wiped out.

A memory floated through his head - Six's words to him, on Kobol. You are the guardian and protector of the new generation of God's children.

"This is madness," he said, though it was half to himself, and more wishful thinking than anything else.