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She opens the leather wrapped package to find the plush fluffy skin of an Argassin, the rarest cattle in the galaxy.
"For your son, so he may sleep well when you are away, fulfilling your duty."
Teyla resists the urge to correct him, because they do not yet have any agreement as to whether she will return as his Queen. She settles for a simple thank you, which Todd bristles at. Gift giving must be unfamiliar to a Wraith, receiving on the other hand...
"It was from one of our many worshipers, but I have little use for such triviality."
He may talk it down all he likes, it does not stop Teyla repeating the thank you sincerely.