Deposited into the room, the Jaffa were naturally startled, confusion evident on their features as they were confronted with the robots that Martin had arranged for his defense. They swiveled and reacted, staff weapons at the ready even if it wouldn't make a difference against what he could bring to bear in that moment. then again, they were Jaffa. Being expendable was part of the job description.

Soran shook his head, doing his best to be stony faced in the presence of such a bewildering array of defensive contraptions. "You have the word of Lord Ba'al that you shall not be harmed, so long as you do not attack the Goa'uld Empire. I am here to arrange the terms of your asylum, wherever you wish to conduct the negotiations." 

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