"Earth? You're from Earth? You mean - you are Tau'ri." Daniel squints at him, momentarily flummoxed. "How did you - never mind, not, not really important, okay." He sucks in a quick breath, runs a scratched and dirt-stained hand through his equally dust-covered hair. This isn't good. This is - the odds of this, he's sure, are astronomical. He'll have to ask Sam when he gets back to the SGC, when they get back, because Daniel isn't just going to leave this guy here.
"Okay. Okay." Rapidfire explanation. They're running out of time. "This? This is a planet called 'Tegalus.' Right now it's in open civil war between, uh, between the two continental powers and a third faction of fanatical insurgents, and -"
The shrieking whistle of an incoming ballistic projectile breaks him off. The building they've taken cover behind rattles ominously in response to the too-close-for-comfort collision but its foundations hold. Daniel can't imagine it'll survive a second strike.
Is that even remotely enough of an explanation? It'll have to do.
"Right, we need to move." He turns to the guy, the civilian - Seth, apparently - and jerks his head tersely at the cityscape. Now that he's forming words and working his way up to complete sentences, hopefully it means he's recovered enough coordination to get moving on his own. Daniel doesn't want to manhandle him all the way there, especially since the guy isn't even wearing shoes. "City's our safest bet. They're less eager to fire on densely populated areas."
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"Okay. Okay." Rapidfire explanation. They're running out of time. "This? This is a planet called 'Tegalus.' Right now it's in open civil war between, uh, between the two continental powers and a third faction of fanatical insurgents, and -"
The shrieking whistle of an incoming ballistic projectile breaks him off. The building they've taken cover behind rattles ominously in response to the too-close-for-comfort collision but its foundations hold. Daniel can't imagine it'll survive a second strike.
Is that even remotely enough of an explanation? It'll have to do.
"Right, we need to move." He turns to the guy, the civilian - Seth, apparently - and jerks his head tersely at the cityscape. Now that he's forming words and working his way up to complete sentences, hopefully it means he's recovered enough coordination to get moving on his own. Daniel doesn't want to manhandle him all the way there, especially since the guy isn't even wearing shoes. "City's our safest bet. They're less eager to fire on densely populated areas."