"Yeah, you're right..." Dan replied, feeling a bit bad for bringing it up. He dipped his head and went back to looking, seeing what he could find. They had a connection through Atlantis and Dan wanted to talk about it but he knew she was right. They needed to get out of the room, and they needed to figure out how they were getting back to the station. Somehow.
"No... no not really. Not towards me anyways..." he paused. "But he did care deeply for my Mother..." he said, taking a photo from the desk. "Right... try... twelve, zero one, nineteen seventy two" he said. "That's her birthday, and if that doesn't work, try sixteen, zero, four, nineteen ninety" he suggested, hoping it might be one of them.