There was nothing about Vala that betrayed her, she stood with the self assured arrogance that only their God would. The poison in her system felt like it would consume her, tingling through her nerve endings like slowly spreading molten mercury, it dizzied her but time was short both for Daniel and herself she feared.

"He will be revived, I am not finished with him yet." She instructed them, weighting her voice with as much of that throaty goa'uld edge as possible. Without her device that she used as Qetesh, she couldn't imitate the Goa'uld voice, but perhaps their God liked Vala's voice and would use it more.

The dark haired woman strode towards the doorway confidently, eyeing the Jaffa for any suspicion as she passed them.

"Follow." Came out the final instruction as she reached the doors. "Shor'wai'e! Yas! Yas!" She barked to hurry them up.