"They just disappeared one day. Poof. My science teacher vanished into thin air halfway into a sentence about the scientific method. We never found out why." Which means that, for the rest of his life, Howard's never going to be sure if it'll happen again. Some small nagging fear in the back of his head is always expecting to wake up one morning or turn a corner too quickly and find himself alone. "When you turn fifteen you get tempted to leave the FAYZ by this hallucination, and you can choose to stay or disappear with it. I always kind of figured the same thing happened to the adults, and they just didn't think we were worth sticking around for."
There's a deep and familiar bitterness when he says that, but anger is comforting to him. Anger is easier to cope with than sorrow, and with no conviction that there's a god to rage at, Howard finds absentee parents to be the next best substitute.
He gives Daniel a look that conveys something to the effect of 'bite me, Daniel, you're the one who wants to drag it around space poking at it'. Of course it used to be a living person. It'd bother Howard a lot less if it were a bag of groceries.
He takes a seat and wraps his arms around his legs as he watches Daniel work on the wall. If Daniel insists there's a secret chamber, he guesses there must be, although between the normal-looking block of stone and Daniel Howard expects he can learn more from observing the archaeologist. He's starting to paint a picture in his mind, of Daniel not only going on digs but directing them. Something about the way Daniel knows what he wants from Eneesh before Eneesh even answers the communicator speaks of someone who is not only comfortable in these scenarios but comfortable calling the shots.
In a perfect portrayal of teenage-boyness, Howard whines, "awww, no explosives?" in his best disappointed voice while they wait for Eneesh's answer.
Re: Daniel Jackson || Sub Temple B
There's a deep and familiar bitterness when he says that, but anger is comforting to him. Anger is easier to cope with than sorrow, and with no conviction that there's a god to rage at, Howard finds absentee parents to be the next best substitute.
He gives Daniel a look that conveys something to the effect of 'bite me, Daniel, you're the one who wants to drag it around space poking at it'. Of course it used to be a living person. It'd bother Howard a lot less if it were a bag of groceries.
He takes a seat and wraps his arms around his legs as he watches Daniel work on the wall. If Daniel insists there's a secret chamber, he guesses there must be, although between the normal-looking block of stone and Daniel Howard expects he can learn more from observing the archaeologist. He's starting to paint a picture in his mind, of Daniel not only going on digs but directing them. Something about the way Daniel knows what he wants from Eneesh before Eneesh even answers the communicator speaks of someone who is not only comfortable in these scenarios but comfortable calling the shots.
In a perfect portrayal of teenage-boyness, Howard whines, "awww, no explosives?" in his best disappointed voice while they wait for Eneesh's answer.