[Locked to McKay.]

[flyboy_shepp]

The talk with Zelenka hadn't gone that bad at all, even though John was feeling a little guilty for dumping the whole people disappearing thing on his head. He wasn't exactly looking forward to doing the whole thing over again, but he had to tell McKay, or (John imagined) he'd go on not noticing these things for weeks

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[allround_genius]

McKay was muttering and glaring at the generators, hands dirty and his mood pretty low. "No, but I think I can improve efficiency about ten percent. Not like anyone's even going to know or oh, say, give me a harem for it."

[flyboy_shepp]

"A harem?" Sometimes John wondered where McKay's mind wandered, and sometimes he just didn't want to know. Okay, he could actually see why something like that was appealing. "I'll pretend to notice, if it'll cheer you up."

[allround_genius]

McKay studied Sheppard, eyeing him. "No, you don't have the breasts for it. Or the blonde hair." He slid back under the generators. "What do you need?"

[flyboy_shepp]

John chose to ignore that, dousing the memory of having had actual breasts with the mental equivalent of brain bleach.

"Need to talk to you," he answered, choosing not to wait for McKay to come back out from under the generators. He'd be waiting for hours. "About Elizabeth."