Daniel guessed that was Vala-speak for 'Shut up, Daniel. Stop asking so many questions'. Afraid Jack had you beat there, he got it down to one word. There was something to be said about military efficiency. A measured "Daniel", which translated to any number of things, ranging from Daniel, hurry up, to Daniel, whatcha doin'? to a very angry Daniel, shut up. If there was one thing he had a hard time with, it was knowing when to shut up. He still thought it was a valid question. What was the point of the psych eval then if they let you go off world without it, even as a probationary member? It sort of defeated the purpose. And it was a hole in her story. Giving her version of 'it's a long story' only made him want to dig more.
Years younger. Really? Although she was touching on the theory he'd been working on the side while he'd been busy working and watching Vala. Still hadn't answered his question though. The more she shied away, the more Daniel wanted to latch on.
"Maybe I am. So why would you?" Daniel persisted. If this person had no problems attacking someone from behind, then obviously they had no qualms about violence. Vala was only putting herself out there, and as far as today had gone, for a pain in the ass archaeologist who thought it was great to accuse of her theft. She didn't even owe him the time of the day, much less sticking her neck out.
Tapping the pencil against the table, Daniel considered the past conversations with Vala and with Doctor Song and John. Everything seemed to fit as a possibility.
Daniel piped up after a second. "I have a theory about that, actually. It's 1997 where I come from. What year is it for you?"
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Daniel guessed that was Vala-speak for 'Shut up, Daniel. Stop asking so many questions'. Afraid Jack had you beat there, he got it down to one word. There was something to be said about military efficiency. A measured "Daniel", which translated to any number of things, ranging from Daniel, hurry up, to Daniel, whatcha doin'? to a very angry Daniel, shut up. If there was one thing he had a hard time with, it was knowing when to shut up. He still thought it was a valid question. What was the point of the psych eval then if they let you go off world without it, even as a probationary member? It sort of defeated the purpose. And it was a hole in her story. Giving her version of 'it's a long story' only made him want to dig more.
Years younger. Really? Although she was touching on the theory he'd been working on the side while he'd been busy working and watching Vala. Still hadn't answered his question though. The more she shied away, the more Daniel wanted to latch on.
"Maybe I am. So why would you?" Daniel persisted. If this person had no problems attacking someone from behind, then obviously they had no qualms about violence. Vala was only putting herself out there, and as far as today had gone, for a pain in the ass archaeologist who thought it was great to accuse of her theft. She didn't even owe him the time of the day, much less sticking her neck out.
Tapping the pencil against the table, Daniel considered the past conversations with Vala and with Doctor Song and John. Everything seemed to fit as a possibility.
Daniel piped up after a second. "I have a theory about that, actually. It's 1997 where I come from. What year is it for you?"