Confessions. [athoslantean]
Feeling more than a little messed up from the night before, he scrubbed his hand over his face, glad the details were safely embedded in his brain, somewhere far and hard to reach... like the snack cabinet.
He sighed, dotting a few i's and crossing a few t's, all the words blending together until he didn't even know (or care) what he was signing anymore.
John needed to talk to Teyla. That much he knew. He'd been putting it off and now there was this.
She would help him, even if he couldn't tell her why he was distraught. He took a deep breath and tapped his comm.
"Teyla, this is Sheppard. Please state your location and status."
He sighed, dotting a few i's and crossing a few t's, all the words blending together until he didn't even know (or care) what he was signing anymore.
John needed to talk to Teyla. That much he knew. He'd been putting it off and now there was this.
She would help him, even if he couldn't tell her why he was distraught. He took a deep breath and tapped his comm.
"Teyla, this is Sheppard. Please state your location and status."