It was the first time that Rogue had been around wraith who weren't from Todd's hive, and she wasn't entirely comfortable with the way they were looking at her. She couldn't begin to interpret what those looks might mean, but she was at least fairly certain none of them were contemplating having her for dinner, which would have been the case with any wraith who hadn't already received the gene therapy.

While Todd spoke with the other wraith, she watched the cattle grazing, her gaze taking note of the large space and the way the animals filled it. When the topic of Atlantis came up, she turned to Todd and suggested, "It might be good to speak to the Atlantis crew about getting some dogs to help with herding the livestock. There are quite a few breeds on Earth that have been used to keep cattle in groups for easy handling, or getting them to different pastures for grazing. I'm not sure how they'd work with the drones, but if trained properly, I think they could be really effective."

Her discomfort grew as the strange new wraith focused their attention on her, and she tried not to let on how it affected her. Todd was still there beside her so she wasn't exactly afraid of the other wraith, but wasn't about to try joking with them like she occasionally did with the crew she'd gotten to know so well in the kitchen.