"Could have fooled me," Rodney found himself muttering before they started to walk again. He was starting to wish he had a scanner on him so they would know if the area was populated or not. Rodney didn't take well to not knowing what he was walking into. Whatever this place was, he really hoped they had equipment for them to use.
As they walked, they came near a garden of yellow flowers. Rodney suddenly felt a tickle in his nose and sneezed. And sneezed. And sneezed. With a small whine, he looked at Carson. "I'm allergic to those flowers!" he complained before sneezing again.
When the tickle moved down to his throat, Rodney's eyes widened. "Oh god," he said as his heart started to race. He covered his neck with his hands and made a gurgling noise. "Carson! I can't breathe!" Of course he could but Rodney was about to have a full on panic attack. "I'm dying! Oh god! I wanted to be killed by something cool - like a Wraith or a drone. Not by a flower!"