You know, I'm trying to be good and comment more often with constructive things but I think my reaction to this particular fic can be summed up in the following:

GUH... so good...

*ahem* Right, so. You've really got the hang of the characters; Teyla's pride and ability to sublimate herself for the good of all and Ronon's still being lost in the sensation of not being alone anymore, and having to remember the way to deal with other people.

Plus the humor, totally dig the humor.

One nitpick: “What?” He couldn’t quite credit his hearing. The doctor folded his hands over Ronan’s file, and smiled. Which is probably just a typo.