"Let's hope you never have to," Daniel quipped. Even as he said it, he felt quite certain it would happen again; that it, or something like it, had happened before, someplace else, and the strange feeling of deja vu that overwhelmed him then was beyond explanation. Discomfort followed close on its heels. He shook his head and tamped it down. His prickly taunts became a shield as he turned to Aurora once more.
"And your legs aren't broken, doll. You're plenty able to get your own goddamn drink." He flashed another grin. "