Most people didn't treat him as if he'd never stepped beyond the Stargate, much less never seen a spaceship. Or explain it to him as if he was stupid.
"I know what a ha'tak looks like," Daniel had to resist to roll his eyes back at her. It was a joke. Not a very good one, which probably had everything to do with Jack rubbing off on him, but he wasn't serious. Besides, he'd never yet seen an actual flying saucer.
There was that word again, the Ori. It meant as much to him this time as it did the last time she said it, but at least he got the impression that they weren't one of the good guys. Not friendly, he took it. That had to be it be it though. He came after her. Was this before or after she joined SGC? When it came to Vala, it felt like everything about their supposed history was a jumble, and every conversation he had with her didn't actually solve any of the mysteries, instead, just added even more each time.
Daniel met her eyes that instant. It was hard to miss the very real warmth there, and it was just as hard to match it considering he didn't have a clue what he'd done to deserve it. It was one thing to hear it from someone, be told you did something to help them, another to actually do it, actually know right along with them. Vala looked at him that moment as if she saw the world in him, and she wanted to share it with him. Daniel couldn't say he deserved it at all. As far as he saw it, he hadn't done a thing.
After a moment, he cleared his throat uncomfortably. Vala left him an out.
"Just biding your time, were you?" he said.
Daniel's face couldn't look anymore pained at her choice of food. Not only was it going to be hell in amusement park prices, the names were just.... He took another look at the market place and wondered why he was even surprised anymore. He shouldn't be. It could only get worse as they got further in. If he told himself that over and over, he might survive this part of the day without his brain imploding angrily on itself.
"You're serious." She looked it about her food choices. Although maybe it was the safest thing on the menu. It was hard to mess up burgers. But that was back on Earth. He was afraid to see what their interpretation was of it here, if they couldn't even get Ancient Egyptian culture right. Shaking his head, he started to get out some of the currency, then realized he had a problem. Did he pay for her or something? It wasn't like this was a date or anything, but...well. He wasn't sure what this was. Not a date, he thought quickly. The vendors's eyes lit on the motion and he nodded down the line. "Pay down there. It'll be ready in five minutes."
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"I know what a ha'tak looks like," Daniel had to resist to roll his eyes back at her. It was a joke. Not a very good one, which probably had everything to do with Jack rubbing off on him, but he wasn't serious. Besides, he'd never yet seen an actual flying saucer.
There was that word again, the Ori. It meant as much to him this time as it did the last time she said it, but at least he got the impression that they weren't one of the good guys. Not friendly, he took it. That had to be it be it though. He came after her. Was this before or after she joined SGC? When it came to Vala, it felt like everything about their supposed history was a jumble, and every conversation he had with her didn't actually solve any of the mysteries, instead, just added even more each time.
Daniel met her eyes that instant. It was hard to miss the very real warmth there, and it was just as hard to match it considering he didn't have a clue what he'd done to deserve it. It was one thing to hear it from someone, be told you did something to help them, another to actually do it, actually know right along with them. Vala looked at him that moment as if she saw the world in him, and she wanted to share it with him. Daniel couldn't say he deserved it at all. As far as he saw it, he hadn't done a thing.
After a moment, he cleared his throat uncomfortably. Vala left him an out.
"Just biding your time, were you?" he said.
Daniel's face couldn't look anymore pained at her choice of food. Not only was it going to be hell in amusement park prices, the names were just.... He took another look at the market place and wondered why he was even surprised anymore. He shouldn't be. It could only get worse as they got further in. If he told himself that over and over, he might survive this part of the day without his brain imploding angrily on itself.
"You're serious." She looked it about her food choices. Although maybe it was the safest thing on the menu. It was hard to mess up burgers. But that was back on Earth. He was afraid to see what their interpretation was of it here, if they couldn't even get Ancient Egyptian culture right. Shaking his head, he started to get out some of the currency, then realized he had a problem. Did he pay for her or something? It wasn't like this was a date or anything, but...well. He wasn't sure what this was. Not a date, he thought quickly. The vendors's eyes lit on the motion and he nodded down the line. "Pay down there. It'll be ready in five minutes."