"Why would he be at his cabin? Shouldn't he be in D.C.?"

Poor Daniel was getting more confused by the second. He shook his head a bit and ruffled his hair distractedly before giving a quiet sigh.

"As far as I know, I was just on the Prometheus and watching as the Supergate was destroyed. So unless something went out of control regarding the Prometheus and the Supergate, sending me somewhere but no one else, what else am I supposed to think?"

It was a sure sign when he started speaking quickly that he was getting frustrated and rambling.