[This gets another long, narrow look. Felix really has no reason to believe him, particularly, but he supposes that all he has to lose is an ally he's already not sure he has or even wants.]

...Fine.

[He shifts back in his chair, mouth downturned, thinking about how best to begin. When he finally does, it's still calm enough, but there's a growing edge of passion, of rage, beneath his words.]

I believed... I still believe that the leadership of both the military and civilian fleets had grown dangerously out of touch with reality. They accepted an alliance with the Cylons without so much as hearing arguments to the contrary-- like the fact that the Cylons had already killed billions of us, or that the last time they attempted their idea of peace, they continued to kill, enslave, and torture our people.

I objected to the alliance, as did a huge number of people in the fleet. I had reason to believe it would lead to the total destruction of the human race. I have reason to... But no one would listen, no one would even try to listen! ...So it seemed to me the only way was to remove command from power and install someone who was capable of reason. I thought-- at least Tom Zarek had stopped trying to kill us all.