The explanation fills Caspar with immediate, genuine disgust. "That sick frak," he says without a moment of hesitation, his entire frame tensing at the thought of it. He doesn't know Anna, but it's all too easy to imagine Reynard playing that same sort of twisted trick on Adia -- using her as a prop, a means of revenge. A plaything.

"I knew he was the worst kind of monster," he adds, his voice hardening into righteous indignation. "See, this is why I was worried, Adia, I knew one day that he'd --"

He turns towards Adia, but she's not standing beside him. She's fallen back a step or two, her eyes wide and her skin paler than he's ever seen. She looks stricken. Devastated. It reminds him of when she learned about 'Josh', but... no, it's not the same.

This is far worse. "Adia...?"

Her gaze snaps to him, then to the others. She takes a shaky breath, trying desperately to fight back the emotions that want to overwhelm her. "I... I'm going to run ahead to the park and claim a bench for us..."

Caspar reaches for her hand, and she snatches it away so fast that he flinches.

"Don't." Her word is like a gunshot, sharp and loud. She swallows and turns quickly, hurrying towards the direction of the park. Tepig casts a concerned glance at Caspar and then trots after her, to make sure she stays safe.

The Cylon blinks once. Twice. He runs a hand over his face and groans. Even when it isn't Winter, Reynard still manages to ruin things. "Just frak me already..."