The next day having picked up Oz and dealt with school, Xander took Oz to meet the Nox.
Two entities with not much use for words.
Xander figured he would be sitting there watching the paint dry.
He was shocked when Anteaus and Oz wound up in a lively debate.
"Violence is not our way." Anteaus intoned. Something about that statement always rubbed Xander the wrong way.
"So its ok for you to live and hide… but others are not your concern?" Oz asked.
"They have made their choice." Anteaus responded.
"Even the victims?" Oz asked.
"They have the ability to conceal themselves just as we do." Anteaus said quietly.
"Humans can do what you do?" Xander asked in shock.
"They can when they learn how." Anteaus told him.
"But the Goa'uld take human hosts… what happens when humans learn how to do what you do… but one of them becomes a slave to a Goa'uld?" Oz asked. "Then all your secrets become their secrets. What will you do when they turn your abilities on you."
At this point Anteaus got a little flustered. Nothing too overt, just a slightly perturbed look and a lack of a response.
Xander was doing all he could not to dance a dance of victory.