Ruth nodded, taking another bite of chicken. The food was nowhere near as good as the SGC, but that was only to be expected. After all, they were only a step or two above those damn MREs here. "They mention to you what you'll be doing out here," she asked, her eyes curious. A dog handler seemed a strange person to bring out to the Beta site, so they must be sure he'd be needed for something. Clearly, it was going to be more than just a "third earth" sort of thing.
She twitched up an eyebrow as Jason asked her to tell them more about herself. "Not much to tell, hon," she admitted, shrugging. "Baltimore born and raised, studied at Johns Hopkins, speak a few languages, and I've been at the SGC for about... three years, maybe a little more. I'm here on the offchance they find yet another obscure Goa'uld dialect, I guess." She chewed thoughtfully on another piece of chicken. "Left my partner behind at the SGC, but it's only for a few weeks, so it's not too bad."
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