Ronon easily - and non-violently, thankfully - eluded Sheppard’s hand. He stopped walking and stood still, stiff and dark-faced.
“We are close,” Teyla repeated, single-mindedly. “We must continue.” She looked at Sheppard for support. “Colonel?”
Sheppard was hot, tired, and pissed off at all three of them right now.
“Let me see the
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