Todd was glad she'd chosen to sit with him as the only members of his crew were currently in bed or up on the hive and sitting alone would have looked...rather pathetic.

While Ronon might be busy thinking about where to bury a butter knife in him, Todd had other concerns.

Like why his dinner seemed to be cooked worms and...he hoped those weren't some bull's jewels...

New supplies had been brought by the Daedalus that morning, among them, pasta. So tonight's dinner was, innocently, spaghetti and meatballs, and fresh-baked rolls.

He nibbled a roll as he contemplated silently about trying what he'd been given.