"I could bite another Goa'uld head off." Eva licks her front teeth, putting up a show of bitterness and darkness to hide how vulnerable knowing she'll sink to that level makes her feel. It wouldn't work, of course - Sobek would never jump ship into Vala without plenty of guards around.

But she pauses, thinking back on that jar cracked open on the floor. Poison, maybe not, but it might have been keeping Sobek in some sort of stasis. She and Vala are given a bit more leeway to move around, although she doesn't know if she can get back to that original room in the temple.

"Vala, how would one make symbiote poison?"