"The Greek is not sworn by proper magical oath, and therefore remains suspect." She spoke that a bit snappishly. She didn't care that the doctor had practically saved her life. As far as she was concerned, he was a spy until proven otherwise. "In any case, our resources are not balanced between us. We have an abundance of wealth, tactical knowledge and abilities, over all resources and practically applicable powers. You offer a single useful political position of influence and a great deal of sexual prowess. I would say we are not on equal terms, and what we would gain would be a far cry from what you would. What I propose is symbiosis. You wish protection, we wish to solidify our power base."

Her tone softened a little suddenly, there was even a hint of what might have been gentleness in its undertone. "At this current time only one group can win, Queen of Persia. Do you really think your group should be the one to do so? Are you three capable of leading a whole world? Ours is the one pantheon with a stable leadership mentality. We would not wreak havoc upon humanity with our ascension, nor make it suffer from indecision, apathy, or inability. And by the terms laid out, none of us could break our word or use you unjustly, without risking consequences even I cannot imagine."