Ariadne watched the Jaffa bow before the two Tok’ra, trying to decide if she was being mocked or not. Idalia felt they were insincere in their actions, but Ariadne gave them the benefit of the doubt, knowing the Jaffa far better than Idalia did. The initial surge of hate when the Jaffa had arrived was getting easier for her to suppress now and when she spoke it was merely terse and a little impatient rather than outright hateful. [i]“Ariadne, of Shayet. My host is Idalia.”[/i] She left the other Tok’ra to introduce himself. She didn’t really know him, she just knew that Ahmos had had his current host only five years or so more than her, and that he himself was a tenth her age - barely more than a child in her eyes. [i]“The High Council of Tok’ra sends its regards. I take it you are ready to travel to Earth.”[/i]

She wasn’t asking them, rather stating that this was not a social call for them. Both she and Idalia shared in joy at the prospect of leaving and they did not want to wait around for Jaffa. They wanted to be off-world and exploring. She bent and picked up the small black remote she’d been given to allow her through the Tau’ri iris and held it ready, glancing at Ahmos to indicate he should dial the Tau’ri homeworld when he was ready.