It is incredibly surreal to hear Daniel described that way. Of course, on some level, Seth knows all this. Diplomat of the human race and all that. Temporarily part of a higher plane, even. But Daniel just has this... this friendly familiarity, he gives off the feeling that he's on your level, and after quite a few dinners and whatnot, it becomes very difficult to see him as all that impressive stuff rather than just a mate. It's the same problem - if you can call it a problem - that he has with Gabriel. And well, that's actually come back to bite him a few times, including extremely recently, but he's not going to dwell on that.
And it's not like Seth hasn't even seen it before - the way the other members of the, what was it, SGC? The way they talked about him, and seeing him in action... And now hearing Rush say that everyone within the SGC knows him. It's just really difficult to mesh with the Daniel he knows. To Rush he might be Jackson, but to Seth he's just Daniel. The one who sits around sticking post-its to Seth's face, or buys him gratitude coffee, or bustles around his kitchen making chicken and pasta, or makes his heart skip a beat with the way he smiles.
"We're friends," he answers blankly. "He came to me a month ago asking for help and advice on rift powers." He figures it's probably for the best to make it clear he's not actually from their universe, that they met in this one. His phone beeps in his pocket, and he pulls it out, then writes a rushed brief reply.
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And it's not like Seth hasn't even seen it before - the way the other members of the, what was it, SGC? The way they talked about him, and seeing him in action... And now hearing Rush say that everyone within the SGC knows him. It's just really difficult to mesh with the Daniel he knows. To Rush he might be Jackson, but to Seth he's just Daniel. The one who sits around sticking post-its to Seth's face, or buys him gratitude coffee, or bustles around his kitchen making chicken and pasta, or makes his heart skip a beat with the way he smiles.
"We're friends," he answers blankly. "He came to me a month ago asking for help and advice on rift powers." He figures it's probably for the best to make it clear he's not actually from their universe, that they met in this one. His phone beeps in his pocket, and he pulls it out, then writes a
rushedbrief reply.