He's taking it pretty well in stride. Then again, when waking up floating two feet above the ground or being only able to speak in untruths is basically the norm around here, Daniel can see how one sort of learns to roll with it. It's how he's coped for the past - however long it's been. Since he got roped into cracking open the way to intergalactic travel, and probably even before that.

"No, I'm just, uh - learning how this all - works." He spins a incorporeal finger in a sloppy, equivocal circle. "Technically I Ascended, which means, um, I'm on a higher plane. Sort of. It's never been like this before." By which he means, extremely difficult to so much as manifest a shape to say hello.