Daniel could only just shake his head at her. Either laugh at her attempts at inappropriate humor or get the pot shots on your attractiveness. He'd take the second.
He turned to follow her, folding his arms around his chest, feeling uncertain what to do with them as they walked out from the alley. Some of the citizens glanced his way. Some gave Eva a nod or two, evidently recognizing her as a past Victor.
Maybe others thought him vulnerable when they first saw him (Eva had, so had those soldiers on the first Abydos mission), but regardless how he looked, acted at times - maybe he could be a little flaky, get a little over enthused about almost everything he'd seen since going through the gate - he wasn't the vulnerable type at heart. If Ra, Apophis and Klorel hadn't been able to break him, he didn't think any sponsor would find it much easier. Losing everything on Earth hadn't broken him. Losing his wife to a snake could have broken anyone. Daniel had instead jumped at the best chance he could at finding her himself, and if he got a chance, he'd see the Goa'uld as a whole wiped out while he was at it.
Better to focus on the major problem on the horizon than worry about the Sponsors and the possible price tag; staying alive.
"I see," and what exactly had Eva ended up having to do when the Sponsors came for her? Daniel knew better than to ask. It had to be painful even discussing this. A woman with a garishly dyed dog - it looked had almost been a poodle once - strutted past them. Daniel kept his voice down, for Eva's sake. The sarcasm was heavy in his voice. "How thoughtful that they provide a support system for after. But thank you, for looking after the other tributes' interests. Someone needs to here; no one else will."
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He turned to follow her, folding his arms around his chest, feeling uncertain what to do with them as they walked out from the alley. Some of the citizens glanced his way. Some gave Eva a nod or two, evidently recognizing her as a past Victor.
Maybe others thought him vulnerable when they first saw him (Eva had, so had those soldiers on the first Abydos mission), but regardless how he looked, acted at times - maybe he could be a little flaky, get a little over enthused about almost everything he'd seen since going through the gate - he wasn't the vulnerable type at heart. If Ra, Apophis and Klorel hadn't been able to break him, he didn't think any sponsor would find it much easier. Losing everything on Earth hadn't broken him. Losing his wife to a snake could have broken anyone. Daniel had instead jumped at the best chance he could at finding her himself, and if he got a chance, he'd see the Goa'uld as a whole wiped out while he was at it.
Better to focus on the major problem on the horizon than worry about the Sponsors and the possible price tag; staying alive.
"I see," and what exactly had Eva ended up having to do when the Sponsors came for her? Daniel knew better than to ask. It had to be painful even discussing this. A woman with a garishly dyed dog - it looked had almost been a poodle once - strutted past them. Daniel kept his voice down, for Eva's sake. The sarcasm was heavy in his voice. "How thoughtful that they provide a support system for after. But thank you, for looking after the other tributes' interests. Someone needs to here; no one else will."