Staring up at the puny human - okay, so she was human too but she was not pathetic like everyone else on this planet - Vala rolled pushed herself up on her elbows, her chest sticking out slightly more than they had originally.
"And what is so good about this afternoon?" she asked sarcastically, wishing once again that the stupid SG-1 would have allowed her a real weapon, instead of the knives she had managed to wrap securely into her boots. Then she could possibly rid herself of the annoying boy.