[this is dated for the 2nd and it takes sometime later in the day after
Dwight's arrival on the island]
Leoben hadn't been angry very often on the island after his initial few months. He hadn't really felt the need to hurt or brutally maim any of the humans, but now... It was sort of all he could think about doing. He'd spent most of the day bashing his hand into a tree and then sitting in the center of his church, hunched over, hating everything and nothing.
He could not fault Starbuck wanting to know what had happened to her people but he didn't want to know what was going on with his. It occured to him as he was leaving and several after he left that he should have stayed but he couldn't have done that and suffered the male human to live.
It was amazing, really, that anytime he thought he was comfortable with where he was, who he was, or what he doing something happened that frakked everything up. But even then, Leoben hadn't learned anything too horribly new. His people resented humans and knew the weaker race was imcapable of governing themselves. As an individual model separated from his brothers, Leoben knew he wasn't doing anything that he ought to be doing. He had known that for a long time and he hadn't needed any frakker from New Caprica to remind him.
And he ought to have been using Starbuck. He ought to have been brain-washing her instead of simply enjoying her company but either way he would have been focused on her. She seemed to be the one thing or person he did focus on regardless of how he changed or adapted.
If she changed her mind or went away, he had no idea what he was supposed to do. He guessed humans broke up or had falling outs or arguments or periods where neither of the people in a relationship really wanted to have anything to do with the other, but he wasn't too crazy about the idea of things being that way.
Of course, right now all he was doing was assuming things when the obvious way to find out what was going on or going to happen was to actually see how Starbuck was doing instead of avoiding her.
He dragged himself to his feet and reluctantly walked back towards the cave sometime after the sun had finally stopped shining.