"Oh! Hi, sir." Carter gave Edgar a quick nod as he sat down. He was halfway through a spiky, misshapen figure that would eventually be Christmas tree, and the table was scattered with shards of green paper. "I'm making Christmas cards. Um, I don't know if they have Christmas where you come from, there's people here from all over the place." Even Aigis-san hasn't known quite what it was and she was from Earth, so the Japanese obviously didn't get Christmas. Carter would just have to spread the love around.

Maybe he needed to put a little explanation of what Christmas was when he sent the cards to people who weren't from Earth. The whole Baby Jesus thing would take too long to explain and had never been the most interesting part, but a time to spend with your friends and family, that was pretty universal. Carter carefully snipped along the lines in his head.

At the Stalag they'd let them have Christmas, albeit in the smallest and poorest of ways. Would Aguilar do the same?