She looked terrible. There wasn't any better way to describe it. This wasn't the Vala he was used to, filled with a lot of boundless energy and a lot of 'pain in the ass' to go with it. It didn't fail to remind him that the reasons he looked like this was partially because of him. She did it for the others too, but somehow he got the impression she hadn't been thinking that clearly or that far ahead when she'd first made the offer in the throne room.

Daniel intercepted her hand before it could mess with the feed, and before he knew it, his fingers curled around hers. She needed someone there, any human touch.

"The doctor says 'they'll live'," Daniel answered. He asked, knowing the answer. "How're you feeling?"