"No shit," Tyrus said. He pulled his foot back a hair.

Then he looked up at Mal and nodded his head. "Makes sense. I thought maybe you were naming them after frakking Cylons," he said, with a chortle. He looked sideways at Mal, before he nodded. "What kind of constructs are they? Earth?"

It made the most sense, he thought. Letting them recharge in dirt would be simple enough.