the thing that I like best - or, perhaps, appreciate most - about this fic is that the torture and racism don't just happen outside of the home, or just happen "to" Teyla; I appreciate that, in this fic, all of these structures of power are inevitably internalized, even by people who know better. So there is no way for Rodney and Teyla to speak to one another, no way for them to interact, no way for them to share space without it already being overwritten, without it already having its meaning controlled. Similarly, you've managed an excellent balance between Teyla's internalization of the dehumanizing rhetoric and her fight against it. It's not that Teyla is still her Teyla-self and has to live undercover in a slave-society; it's that her Teyla-self is constantly determined and redetermined by the reality of violence. And yet, even experiencing this more insidious and more horrific aspect of slavery, Teyla still has agency: as I say, an excellent balance.

The other thing I really appreciated, and would like to see more of, is the connections between this earth and "Rodney's" Earth (LOVED the bit about him calling it that proprietarily - so many little shivery implications!). You gesture at the similarities, with Teyla asking the question about the white men on Rodney's team, and so forth, but I'd love to see those similarities and implications explored even further.

Really, really well done. Thank you for seeing this challenge in this light.