My boundaries. [He repeats it with an odd twist of anger, his voice sharper when he asks:] Then what would you have done if I hadn't stopped? If I had done what I should have done back on New Caprica?

[There hasn't been a day since he found out the truth about Gaius that he hasn't regretted not pulling the trigger then. It's possible that there hasn't been a day since he put the gun down that he hasn't regretted it. He's tried... how many times since to kill him? Two? Three? Four? And thwarted every time by so-called righteousness. By the wardens in his life. He scowls.] Would you have stopped me? Or her?