If she said so. The answer almost felt too quick, but she rolled over, back to home. Discussion over, huh?
"What makes you think we're going to be attached to the hip?" Daniel didn't ask it to be malicious, he asked it out of pure curiosity. Everything she said up until now was another hint dropped about what their relationship was in his future, like sand left trailed into a house, leaving Daniel to pick at the pieces here and there. Good friends? Maybe. They must be close.
Daniel tried to imagine it. It wasn't easy. He didn't have that many good friends outside of SG-1, the kind you fought next to, died next to, or maybe-best friends like Jack, the kind who put up the worst of you sometimes and still wanted to hang out.
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"What makes you think we're going to be attached to the hip?" Daniel didn't ask it to be malicious, he asked it out of pure curiosity. Everything she said up until now was another hint dropped about what their relationship was in his future, like sand left trailed into a house, leaving Daniel to pick at the pieces here and there. Good friends? Maybe. They must be close.
Daniel tried to imagine it. It wasn't easy. He didn't have that many good friends outside of SG-1, the kind you fought next to, died next to, or maybe-best friends like Jack, the kind who put up the worst of you sometimes and still wanted to hang out.