O'Neill: Fellas! How was the trip? Teal'c: I have been betrayed by those I trusted most. O'Neill: That good, eh? Bra'tac: His mood is foul indeed. Greetings. It is good to see you both. Jackson: Bra'tac, what's going on? Bra'tac: There was a complication. O'Neill: Ishta? Bra'tac: She is well. And as lovely as ever,…