Set in late season 7, pg rating, Jack POV.
Weight has grown heavy across his limbs; some mornings he fears he cannot lift himself out of bed. He feels tired, one step out of sync with himself. Bad jokes cover a multitude of sins. Another time, another world, someone would have noticed.
Carter is busy with her personal melodrama; creating secret romances from scraps of caring. Teal c has faded quietly to the background, ruminating symbiotic relationships or lack thereof. And Daniel, newly-returned Daniel. He is Daniel, only diffracted. Amplified, yet muted. Isolated and detached.
Jack would reach out to touch him, if only he could raise his arms.