Oh, well... that was good, but then again, the other District Mentors might watch out for their own first so maybe- he didn't get much further. Eva had leaned around him, and very blatantly looked around to his back. Daniel was glad she hadn't gone that one step further and illustrated exactly what she meant. Instead, he got a woman much older than him giving his ass a very blatant once over, maybe even giving him a score of 1-10 mentally. The color rose to Daniel's face. He cleared his throat.
"Um. Right." Daniel floundered for a moment, trying to regain his train of thought. He adjusted his glasses, only to find they were already pretty well situated on the bridge of his nose. "Well, that's...good to know then. Thank you."
Now Eva had switched from his back to his front. This time maybe not so generously. Daniel winced when she spoke up again. Owch.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence," he muttered. The funny thing was that Jack had given him the very same look when Daniel had showed up for his first day of training. Compared to Sam, who was already military, and Teal'c, who lived, breathed Jaffa warfare, Daniel had to look out of place, and after that first ten mile run at six in the morning (who the hell woke up that early to run?), was certainly feeling it. He straightened up. "Trust me, an impression I can make."
Not always a good one either. Daniel made up for it with his words, with talking, and with being a stubborn pain in the ass. But he had to concede after a moment. "Thank you for the advice, I'll see about that. I could use any help I can get. I'd really prefer not to die here."
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"Um. Right." Daniel floundered for a moment, trying to regain his train of thought. He adjusted his glasses, only to find they were already pretty well situated on the bridge of his nose. "Well, that's...good to know then. Thank you."
Now Eva had switched from his back to his front. This time maybe not so generously. Daniel winced when she spoke up again. Owch.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence," he muttered. The funny thing was that Jack had given him the very same look when Daniel had showed up for his first day of training. Compared to Sam, who was already military, and Teal'c, who lived, breathed Jaffa warfare, Daniel had to look out of place, and after that first ten mile run at six in the morning (who the hell woke up that early to run?), was certainly feeling it. He straightened up. "Trust me, an impression I can make."
Not always a good one either. Daniel made up for it with his words, with talking, and with being a stubborn pain in the ass. But he had to concede after a moment. "Thank you for the advice, I'll see about that. I could use any help I can get. I'd really prefer not to die here."