He looked at her suspiciously. "Why is this going to be fun? You're not going to… do anything to me, are you?"
She rolled her eyes. "Of course not. This body is far too small to do anything that fun."
"Why do I feel both releaved and dirty?"
She giggled. "My last host had that affect on people as well." Before Daniel could protest at her choice of words, she said, "Now, do you want to ask me anything, or not? Because we could argue semantics all day and night and you would still be pissy." When he still hesitated she sat down primly. "Fine. I'll get us started by asking myself a question. Why have you decided to share your sparkling and awe-inspiring presence with those who clearly don't deserve you're overly-generous help? Well, that is indescribably rude and I will not answer. But you sure do need it, don't you?" She turned an stern eye to Daniel. "Now, will you continue, or must I interrogate myself further?"
"Are you in league with Anubis?"
She snorted in disgust. "Anubis is my most abhorred enemy! Don't think for a moment that I would lower myself to his petty agenda."
"He wants to rule the galaxy." She shrugged dismissingly. "You know, you don't seem very Gould-like, if it's not to bold to say."
She shrugged again. "Call it a character flaw. I've been around the Ascended and you people too long."
"Didn't seem to affect Anubis much."
"And are we not bitter enemies?" She chewed on her bottom lip for a moment. "And Andie's personality is influencing me."
"Really?"
She sneered, for a moment looking very Gould-like. "Just a little."
Unable to help himself, Daniel cooed, "Aw! You're just a big softy, aren't ya?"
"A softy who can throw you across the room without touching you," she replied, smiling sweetly. "Shall we try it? Test and see which of us is softer?"
