Eva, if anything, had an astounding tenacity when she wanted to pursue something. She wasn't going to let Daniel have the peace and quiet to think too much about Sha're, or what was happening to her right now, which for a moment, irritated Daniel. It just seemed absurd, meaningless to even talk about the weather when there was a lot worse going on all over. Eva had to know that.

Now that she pointed it, they hadn't seen an actual sun in awhile, had they? Maybe it was a mark of working in Cheyenne Mountain for so long now. Granted, he'd never gone weeks without getting top side, but he had gone days cooped up in his office before. He hadn't realized it at all. The interior of Stacy was so massive that sometimes it was easy to forgot they were on a ship. Kind of like trying to comprehend that Earth was really just a tiny rock in an impossibly vast space every single day.

"I really didn't notice. There was a lot going on," Daniel tried to explain hastily. It still sounded weak anyway, especially considering that Jack was always drilling it into him to notice everything. Even weather and time of day could mean all the difference. Something about tactics. Daniel had always been more interested in what weather might have on developing culture than tactics. "Really? Do you have any idea when the next shore leave is due?"