[ that's a lot of talking. john doesn't feel the need to respond to most of it, and there's a slight delay while he waits to make sure rodney's actually done before he answers at all. when he does, he offers a slight, sarcastic smile - because yes, hello, thanks for remembering. ]
Hi.
[ he hadn't really expected to see anyone else here. he's sort of made a habit out of ending up on the ass end of the universe on hostile ships all on his lonesome, really, and the truth is - rodney's not even remotely useless, but he's not exactly built for hostile territory, either.
he sort of wishes he had an extra gun to give him, but maybe it's for the best that he doesn't. chances are he'd try using it to scratch his back and end up shooting himself. there's a slightly awkward pause while he considers filling the space with something casual or assuming rodney might do the job for him, but when nothing happens, he goes for a very to the point and slightly impatient: ]
OH HELLO
Hi.
[ he hadn't really expected to see anyone else here. he's sort of made a habit out of ending up on the ass end of the universe on hostile ships all on his lonesome, really, and the truth is - rodney's not even remotely useless, but he's not exactly built for hostile territory, either.
he sort of wishes he had an extra gun to give him, but maybe it's for the best that he doesn't. chances are he'd try using it to scratch his back and end up shooting himself. there's a slightly awkward pause while he considers filling the space with something casual or assuming rodney might do the job for him, but when nothing happens, he goes for a very to the point and slightly impatient: ]
Where the hell are we?