The medteams have gotten an incredibly impressive response time down for obvious enough reasons, and they're just as unfailingly adept at performing their jobs as usual when Daniel comes through. He's out by the time he hits the embarkation ramp, and Seth will have to deal with SGC security on his own.

"Stand down," growls the colonel wearily at gateroom security, his name patch indicating him to be Col. Reynolds. "Just a refugee. I'm assuming?"

The gate security teams reluctantly lower their weapons, eying the latest recipient of Daniel Jackson's insufferably charitable humanitarianism guardedly.

"All right." He's not pointing a weapon at the guy but he's looking at him like he'd like to. "We're taking a walk to iso, so you can spill. Why was Jackson so sold on getting you here?"