Seth smiles, watching Daniel with amusement. "Yeah, I... Wouldn't have done it entirely voluntarily, let's put it that way." He shrugs. He doesn't think he could've imagined it before it happened, either.

"So. Who are you, Daniel Jackson?" he asks, resting his elbows on the table and lifting the glass to his mouth. "What do you do, what's your world like, that sort of thing." Since at the moment all he really knows is that he's spent some time on a higher plane, and he's curious.