He presses his fingers together and pulls them apart, a little morbidly fascinated by the tackiness of his own blood. His blood, not just Nick's blood or someone else's blood that happened to get on him.
"A lone and weary traveler on the road, aided by a good Samaritan expecting no thanks or reward in return. And at their parting, the traveler reveals himself as god or angel, and grants blessings to the righteous man for the simple goodness of his deeds."
He raises a hand towards Daniel, like he is the Pope about to give benediction to the amassed worshippers at St. Peter's.
"Blessings be upon you, Daniel Jackson, now and forever."
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He presses his fingers together and pulls them apart, a little morbidly fascinated by the tackiness of his own blood. His blood, not just Nick's blood or someone else's blood that happened to get on him.
"A lone and weary traveler on the road, aided by a good Samaritan expecting no thanks or reward in return. And at their parting, the traveler reveals himself as god or angel, and grants blessings to the righteous man for the simple goodness of his deeds."
He raises a hand towards Daniel, like he is the Pope about to give benediction to the amassed worshippers at St. Peter's.
"Blessings be upon you, Daniel Jackson, now and forever."