"Uh, no. Not really," Lee says, and he gestures to the bartender for a refill, "I didn't really get much of a chance, back home."

It had been the plan not long before being brought to Darrow. At least, he thinks. He hadn't much time to consider what came next after Baltar's trial before being relocated, but something tells him he would have landed there anyway. Maybe the last conversation he had with his father came about for the wrong reasons, but he has a feeling that trying his hand a law would have been for the right ones.

"I was a pilot."