He had felt it his duty to spare her a re-lacing if possible. And failing that, at least delaying the scolding and complaining that followed if they caught her.

Daniel took the offered hand in his own. Smaller than his, but she had a confident grip, which Daniel returned. "Doctor Jackson. But Daniel's fine too."

He could imagine what Jack would say to that; Might as well be on a first name basis after you'd unlaced her, Daniel. Or he'd not say it all, just give one of those dry looks (and it was either a testament to how well he knew the colonel that Daniel was becoming versed in all the Jack O'Neill looks and what they meant or slightly depressing), a raised eyebrow, and hold back the grin that was coming up.