Someone skilled, by the flavor. She chuckles, a murmur of appreciation. "Apparently," she says with a smile. Probably, if Teyla's going out of her way to augment this plan of his, the best she could find.
She still can't quite find words, for some reason. It's strange, and it feels as though she should be able to now that the flutters have settled, but. There are words. She still can't believe he's doing all this for her. The only thing she can manage to think of to say, still, is how did I get so lucky. Which sounds cheesy, so. She won't. Yet.
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Date: 2007-12-22 09:47 pm (UTC)She still can't quite find words, for some reason. It's strange, and it feels as though she should be able to now that the flutters have settled, but. There are words. She still can't believe he's doing all this for her. The only thing she can manage to think of to say, still, is how did I get so lucky. Which sounds cheesy, so. She won't. Yet.