Daniel focused on the ceiling or rather, the dark blurs he could see that were probably the rafters. Not all that interesting, but he didn't think Vala would appreciate him watching her face for reactions. Plus if she got offended, Daniel was already halfway over to rolling the other way. The answer she gave him sounded glib enough. Either he was wildly wrong, she was fine, just drunk like she said, or she was trying to blow him off for some reason.

"I don't know. You just went weird there for a second." He suppressed the cringe. Like he knew what was normal for her. Daniel almost sounded like she did, except Vala at least had some story why she knew him, and from what he'd heard so far, there was some foundation to it. He, on the other hand,had as much rights to acting like he knew her as he did telling Sam her business as a Captain.