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"What the hell just happened?" "Are you okay?" "Yes. Thank you." "Sorry, Rodney. I had no way of telling you what was coming." "What, my eyes? I need my eyes for seeing!" "Get the ZPM, Rodney." "It's a small miracle I can still make out shapes, that's all I'm saying. Don't look at me." "All right. We're getting out of here. We're going to send a villager to pick you up in about an hour." "The smart thing would be to kill me now."
"It's a layout… of the Sudarian villages. The walls of this monastery have protected it for ten thousand years." "It's beautiful." "It is… And yet, my eye is drawn elsewhere." "Hmm? How so?" "I'd like to restore it one day, but I'm afraid of damaging it. Perhaps you could help me, Doctor." "Really, you need to start calling me Rodney." "Very well." "I don't bore you, do I?" "No. No, no. It's not you. I just don't think I've ever been so tired."
Rodney's Epiphany - Chapter 2 - Salchat - Stargate Atlantis [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Rodney remembered he’d promised to meet Jennifer for dinner and realised he didn’t have his earpiece in and she’d probably been calling and he hadn’t answered, and now he’d have to… he mentally scanned through his rote-learned directions on ‘not pissing off your significant other more than absolutely necessary’ - ah, yes - he’d have to apologise, take her some flowers or whatever and, er… oh, of course - listen to her telling him what a pig he was and do his best not to react until she’d got over it. It was simple when you knew how, really. Not particularly enjoyable - but simple.
Probably, thought Rodney, easing out his cramped back and discovering his coffee mug was half full of cold dregs, married life involved stopping work every day at what your spouse considered to be a reasonable time, having dinner together and generally paying her the kind of attention she wanted - and that was a goal he’d start working toward soon. Tomorrow. It was too late for today. By quite a few hours.
