He could do this. He had to. The alternative was just break down and give up and that wasn't going to happen. It didn't get Sha're back. It didn't help the SGC and Earth. Daniel gave his kneecaps a squeeze to anchor himself and looked at Jara. The Hork Bajir leaned over to inspect the drawing. His head tilted at the shape, studying it for a long while before finally giving a strange shake of his head that he guessed was a 'no'. The archaeologist's shoulders drooped. It looked like Thor hadn't come to his section of space, or if he had, then he hadn't left one of those. He really shouldn't be that surprised. Cimmeria could've been a one-time deal. Otherwise Teal'c might have mentioned more planets with Goau'ld keep out signs on them.
He listened very carefully at what Jara had to say next. Kendra and now Jara already proved beyond a doubt what the host went through. He knew that. He just couldn't see how they'd taken the Goa'uld out without the Hammer.
Was he hearing this wrong? He didn't think so, but Jara wasn't making any sense. Well he was, but not the way he'd expected. They'd never come across anything like a pool they had to eat from. The symbiotes they'd seen seemed to eat just fine with their host's mouth. He'd never heard of anything quite like what Jara was saying. Where were the Jaffa? He couldn't imagine a Goa'uld, even if they had to eat like that, leaving their host unrestrained while they fed.
Daniel didn't say it but he was quietly impressed by the Hork Bajir. From the sounds of it, he'd waited for an opportune moment and made a break for it. Jara had kept his head after being a host for how long and not only that, had acted quickly and intelligently under pressure, and he'd managed to save his wife.
"That was some quick thinking. You're very lucky to have escaped," Daniel didn't try to hide the admiration in his voice. He was glad something good at come from it. His wife, Toby. Jara's actions sounded like they may have helped pave the way for others of his kind. It was lucky that he hadn't been shot or injured, or worse, re-taken, in the escape. He could think of so much that could go wrong.
Daniel stared down at the pod thoughtfully, considering what he'd heard. He rubbed at his cheek. "See, that's weird. The Goa'uld we've seen don't operate like that. They don't have to leave the body for nutrients every three days."
They didn't ever.
Didn't they? Suddenly Daniel wasn't all that sure. Sure, they all knew more about the Goa'uld than most of their own subjects, but there was a lot they didn't know about their society, their biology and needs.
"I mean, these guys can live up to thousands of years if they have a.... " Daniel sat up straight suddenly. "You didn't happen to see anything like a sarcophagus when you were a host, did you?"
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He listened very carefully at what Jara had to say next. Kendra and now Jara already proved beyond a doubt what the host went through. He knew that. He just couldn't see how they'd taken the Goa'uld out without the Hammer.
Was he hearing this wrong? He didn't think so, but Jara wasn't making any sense. Well he was, but not the way he'd expected. They'd never come across anything like a pool they had to eat from. The symbiotes they'd seen seemed to eat just fine with their host's mouth. He'd never heard of anything quite like what Jara was saying. Where were the Jaffa? He couldn't imagine a Goa'uld, even if they had to eat like that, leaving their host unrestrained while they fed.
Daniel didn't say it but he was quietly impressed by the Hork Bajir. From the sounds of it, he'd waited for an opportune moment and made a break for it. Jara had kept his head after being a host for how long and not only that, had acted quickly and intelligently under pressure, and he'd managed to save his wife.
"That was some quick thinking. You're very lucky to have escaped," Daniel didn't try to hide the admiration in his voice. He was glad something good at come from it. His wife, Toby. Jara's actions sounded like they may have helped pave the way for others of his kind. It was lucky that he hadn't been shot or injured, or worse, re-taken, in the escape. He could think of so much that could go wrong.
Daniel stared down at the pod thoughtfully, considering what he'd heard. He rubbed at his cheek. "See, that's weird. The Goa'uld we've seen don't operate like that. They don't have to leave the body for nutrients every three days."
They didn't ever.
Didn't they? Suddenly Daniel wasn't all that sure. Sure, they all knew more about the Goa'uld than most of their own subjects, but there was a lot they didn't know about their society, their biology and needs.
"I mean, these guys can live up to thousands of years if they have a.... " Daniel sat up straight suddenly. "You didn't happen to see anything like a sarcophagus when you were a host, did you?"