A whole lot of tension seems to drain out of him at the news that Daniel is going to be okay. Not all of it, not even half, because there's plenty tension to go around. But it makes everything else just a bit more bearable.
That seems to be all the pre-amble they get, though. Right on to the amble.
"Uh," Seth answers eloquently, unsure where to begin. Unlike Daniel, he's never been the most good with words, and his abilities are currently very limited.
"Seth Johnson," he says, picking a new last name, though not a very different one. He tends to switch them up whenever there's a significant change in his life, and this is, well, it's certainly significant, but he's gotten used to the J.
From there on, what else to say becomes less obvious, but he struggles on. "From Manchester. Live in Manhattan. Was there, until I.. wasn't. Suddenly I was in that, um, that gateroom, on..." He frowns, concentrating. "Tergalus?" Close enough. "And Daniel saved me."
Unsure where to go after that quick summary, he starts picking a little at the food. He certainly won't turn it down, but it's strange to be interrogated while he's having dinner. Or, the other way around, probably.
This summary will surely lead to questions he can't answer, but in any case they'll wonder how the hell he got there, so he might as well be upfront about having no idea. Well, he has some idea, but not one he can easily explain and not sound like a complete lunatic. Besides, mentioning the Rift brings up so much other stuff. Some of it he would prefer not to share.
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That seems to be all the pre-amble they get, though. Right on to the amble.
"Uh," Seth answers eloquently, unsure where to begin. Unlike Daniel, he's never been the most good with words, and his abilities are currently very limited.
"Seth Johnson," he says, picking a new last name, though not a very different one. He tends to switch them up whenever there's a significant change in his life, and this is, well, it's certainly significant, but he's gotten used to the J.
From there on, what else to say becomes less obvious, but he struggles on. "From Manchester. Live in Manhattan. Was there, until I.. wasn't. Suddenly I was in that, um, that gateroom, on..." He frowns, concentrating. "Tergalus?" Close enough. "And Daniel saved me."
Unsure where to go after that quick summary, he starts picking a little at the food. He certainly won't turn it down, but it's strange to be interrogated while he's having dinner. Or, the other way around, probably.
This summary will surely lead to questions he can't answer, but in any case they'll wonder how the hell he got there, so he might as well be upfront about having no idea. Well, he has some idea, but not one he can easily explain and not sound like a complete lunatic. Besides, mentioning the Rift brings up so much other stuff. Some of it he would prefer not to share.