"No, it's, um, it's fine." It isn't really, but Daniel's not about to blame Topher for that. "It's just, uh, not everyday that you meet someone who tells you your whole life is fiction."

It's fairly unsettling to hear it. And also makes Daniel wonder, briefly, ridiculously, if that would actually be a good way to go about making the Stargate Program go public.

"What about you?" he asks, a superbly clumsy alteration of subject. "I take it you're not, um, fictional where you come from?"