Cool drinks, a very nice-looking snake lady leaning on a divan to stare at, and plenty of ammo if he felt so inclined. Jack kicked back in his chair in the center of SG-1’s arc, and raised his brow. Where to even start? Youkai, Goku, whatever the hell a kami was, just what she’d done to a lost member of the SGC-
“So.” Daniel wet his lips. “How many of the Asgard know you’re a Tok’ra?”
“…It’s really quiet over there,” Gojyo muttered, shuffling cards for Xinghua’s eager eyes.
Yes, it is. “We leave them alone,” Sanzo declared. Quietly. Shunhua and Donghua were asleep on his sleeve, tangled together in the boneless way Goku had pulled off when he was younger. “Unless there’s gunshots. Or screaming.”
Holding a ball of chi so Quihua could poke it and try her own sparks, Hakkai raised a brow. “They are speaking to the Merciful Goddess.”
Sanzo rolled his eyes. “So explosions and screaming.”
Hakkai nodded thoughtfully. “Do you think mental trauma will count as grievous harm to a negotiating party?”
“Naaaaah,” Gojyo grinned. “The SGC would be screwed if it did. We cause mental trauma just by existing.”
Helping Shunrei clear up some of the snacks, Goku chuckled; then scowled at the redhead. “Wait. You mean SG-1, or us?”
Gojyo and Hakkai traded a look, then both grinned at their younger clan member. “…Yes?” Hakkai said brightly.
Sanzo hid his smile behind his fan. Idiots. But they’re my idiots.
Okay, Daniel thought, heart beating fast. We’re all still alive. That’s… good?
Goujun was standing behind Kanzeon like an annoyed mountain, red eyes watchful. But so far, the dragon was silent.
“SG-1’s reputation is well-deserved, I see,” Kanzeon mused. “May I ask what led you to that conclusion, Dr. Jackson? Because for several centuries, the System Lords have missed it entirely.”
“They didn’t have the chance to watch a Tok’ra not be surprised by finding a Tok’ra gene pattern in a symbiote from your world.” Daniel kept his voice steady. “Or to hear the Arrangement, I’d bet. In the original Goa’uld, before you probably rephrased it for Śakra and everyone else. I’d bet you told them it applied to you. That’s how I translated it. But Goa’uld’s… a lot slipperier than I realized, the first few years I dealt with it. There’s a you that’s you, specific, as an individual – and there’s a you that’s you and your genetic lineage.”
Sam stiffened in her chair. “Wait. You mean-”
“If Kanzeon Bosatsu is of Egeria’s lineage,” Teal’c rumbled, “then the Tok’ra may argue that they have the rights to claim this… Arrangement.”
“’Course, possession being nine-tenths of the law, and all that,” Jack said lightly, “that’d only stick if you were dead. Am I right?” He picked up his glass, and took a deliberate sip. “You know, I could punch Selmak right now. He might have said this was a family fight.”