"Six MONTHS?!" Starbuck exploded, and likely several others did as well. Who even knew what had happened to the fleet in that time? But then...the odd wording of her response caught at the edges of her consciousness. "...not a factor? How could that NOT be a factor?"

She was quickly starting to realize that there was a lot more going on here than she was likely going to be able to understand. Without even realizing it, she found the statuette from her bags in her hand, rubbing her thumb over it for comfort. What she really needed though was in her flask, a good stiff drink. And then a smoke. And then a lot more drinks, far more than she had with her.