He's taking advantage of Wraith strength to have Todd carry some heavy supplies when the doors snap closed behind them.
Being stuck in a small supply closet with a Wraith is definitely not John's idea of a good time. He's fairly sure Todd won't try anything, because he's far too clever to do something that stupid, but the closet is seriously small and Todd is tall and looming, and has absolutely no sense of personal space.
Not that there's room in there for personal space.
Todd leans against the wall, eyes closed and breath shallow, and it occurs to John that the Wraith probably isn't all that fond of small, enclosed spaces after the whole thing with Kolya, and that is even less comforting. Being trapped with a Wraith is bad enough, a claustrophobic Wraith would be far worse.
But Todd stays where he is, eyes remaining closed, and does nothing. That doesn't mean John isn't constantly aware of his presence, though. It's almost tangible.
By the time they're let out of there, John swears there's nothing he'd want to do again less and stalks off to somewhere where there is plenty of open space and no Wraith.
5. Larrin
He was wrong.
He'd rather be trapped with Todd than with Larrin, even if they have more space here. At least Todd could keep his hands to himself, and was far less likely to stun him.
The Wraith would probably have been able to do something about the engines, too. Anyone who could keep up with McKay could probably fix this ship.
And Todd would almost certainly not going to try shoving his hands in John's pants every other minute, either.
Larrin might be prettier than Todd, but she isn't all that good company when he wasn't up for playing games, and he really isn't feeling like games right now. Unless it involves gagging her, maybe. He's sure she's a nice woman in the right circumstances, but she's not the kind of woman he wants a relationship with. Not that she seems to want a relationship, but his time for casual encounters has sort of passed, too.
He groans and leans his head on the wall, groaning.
By the time a hyperspace window opens, John would almost be happy to see a Hive Ship.
Five people John hopes never to be stuck in a transporter/broken down jumper with ever again 2/2
He's taking advantage of Wraith strength to have Todd carry some heavy supplies when the doors snap closed behind them.
Being stuck in a small supply closet with a Wraith is definitely not John's idea of a good time. He's fairly sure Todd won't try anything, because he's far too clever to do something that stupid, but the closet is seriously small and Todd is tall and looming, and has absolutely no sense of personal space.
Not that there's room in there for personal space.
Todd leans against the wall, eyes closed and breath shallow, and it occurs to John that the Wraith probably isn't all that fond of small, enclosed spaces after the whole thing with Kolya, and that is even less comforting. Being trapped with a Wraith is bad enough, a claustrophobic Wraith would be far worse.
But Todd stays where he is, eyes remaining closed, and does nothing. That doesn't mean John isn't constantly aware of his presence, though. It's almost tangible.
By the time they're let out of there, John swears there's nothing he'd want to do again less and stalks off to somewhere where there is plenty of open space and no Wraith.
5. Larrin
He was wrong.
He'd rather be trapped with Todd than with Larrin, even if they have more space here. At least Todd could keep his hands to himself, and was far less likely to stun him.
The Wraith would probably have been able to do something about the engines, too. Anyone who could keep up with McKay could probably fix this ship.
And Todd would almost certainly not going to try shoving his hands in John's pants every other minute, either.
Larrin might be prettier than Todd, but she isn't all that good company when he wasn't up for playing games, and he really isn't feeling like games right now. Unless it involves gagging her, maybe. He's sure she's a nice woman in the right circumstances, but she's not the kind of woman he wants a relationship with. Not that she seems to want a relationship, but his time for casual encounters has sort of passed, too.
He groans and leans his head on the wall, groaning.
By the time a hyperspace window opens, John would almost be happy to see a Hive Ship.
Though the Daedalus is a better sight still.