"Hmm?" Vala mumbled, frowning to get her head round the question. Well not so much the question, just to translate the words into something comprehensible. Was he really asking her questions now? Couldn't it wait til the morning, Daniel? He knew she was drunk, right? How much sense did drunk people make? Granted she was probably more in control of her faculties than most and if push came to shove she'd probably even manage to be able to spring out of bed in a crisis and cope, but him asking serious questions was way beyond her abilities right now.

"Mostly because you kept missing out on Atlantis." Vala yawned and hoped that answered him sufficiently and he'd shut up now. She took the elastics out of her hair that were holding it in the pigtails and dropped them carelessly to the floor by the bed. That was better, they weren't pulling anymore.