Additionally, I don't think Jack is the only one holding the Conflict Ball here.
Take a look at the scene where we get introductions, from Asuna's POV.
Asuna looks at this and sees Jack looking to Klein instead of her, and sees it as an attempt to split her people apart.
Jack sees it as addressing a fellow soldier and an adult instead of a civilian child. To him - and he so far has little to no reason to assume otherwise - this is entirely logical, he sees no reason for trained soldiers to be looking to a foreign teenage civilian for leadership. Especially since Klein as a soldier is under the chain of command and carries an obligation to respect him and deserves his respect in return.
Both sides are making poor assumptions about the other, here. It is NOT just SG-1 holding the idiot ball.
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Take a look at the scene where we get introductions, from Asuna's POV.
Vathara Wrote:“We’re not involved with the computer-happy megalomaniac. Believe me, we’d love to know where the guy is.” O’Neill shrugged. “Introductions are good. You’ve met Dr. Fraiser. That’s Dr. Daniel Jackson,” a nod toward the curious blond in glasses, “Major Carter,” the blonde who’d called him sir, “and Murray.”
What?
The dark-skinned man in the hat inclined his head.
...Maybe Murray was a family name. Or a screen name. It just didn’t feel right.
“Now, if the nurses got your files right,” O’Neill went on, apparently planning to pretend his way right past stretching the truth, “you three are Asuna Yuuki, Andrew Mills, and... Corporal Ryoutarou Tsuboi.” He smirked a little. “You’re a long way from base, Marine.”
Klein blinked. Shook his head, red hair a wild mop of a mess. “Wow. Nobody’s called me that in... whoa. Can’t remember. Before I logged in for - heh. A lot longer than the weekend.”
“No one’s used your real name in two years?” Daniel blurted out. “Ah. I’m not a medical doctor, I’m an anthropologist... that just seems odd.”
Hairs prickled on the back of Asuna’s neck. That wasn’t an innocent question. Not coming right after the Colonel addressing the Marine, not Fuurinkazan’s guild leader. That was a wedge.
They’re trying to split us apart.
Maybe that was the right thing to do. This was the real world. People had lives here. Families.
But I don’t know this colonel. Who he works for. Why we’re here. I need to protect my people. I need Fuurinkazan!
Asuna looks at this and sees Jack looking to Klein instead of her, and sees it as an attempt to split her people apart.
Jack sees it as addressing a fellow soldier and an adult instead of a civilian child. To him - and he so far has little to no reason to assume otherwise - this is entirely logical, he sees no reason for trained soldiers to be looking to a foreign teenage civilian for leadership. Especially since Klein as a soldier is under the chain of command and carries an obligation to respect him and deserves his respect in return.
Both sides are making poor assumptions about the other, here. It is NOT just SG-1 holding the idiot ball.
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Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.