Blade ship? The term wasn't familiar. Ra's ship had looked like a pyramid engulfing the sky and disrupting the air, not really all that blade-like. 'Blade' wasn't quite the word he'd have used to describe it.

"Maybe that's why they would need a Pool. The Goa'uld too low-ranking to have a sarcophagus might have to turn to something else to prolong their life," he mused. Daniel sounded doubtful. Was that really the answer here? He wasn't too sure. His gut instinct was telling him there was more to it. He could find plenty of areas in that theory to poke holes through. Having to rely on a Yeerk pool every three days seemed like a huge weakness. Maybe they'd never heard of it because the Goa'uld would go to such great lengths to cover it up. They did masquerade as Gods, after all. But Teal'c, as First Prime to Aphophis, would've been one of the System Lord's most trusted guard. He should've seen something like that and he would've mentioned it if he had.

Jara had gone quiet. Daniel wondered what he was thinking about. The Hork Bajir's face wasn't as mobile as a human's, and he was finding it difficult to guess what was going on behind those eyes.

Daniel pushed himself up off the pod.

"Come on, we should keep looking."