Vala scrunched up her face as Neal spoke. She'd definitely let her mind be sidetracked to what kind of food they should bring - after all, better safe than sorry when going anywhere. And safe usually meant preparing to be able to eat. Vala certainly didn't know much about fine cuisine; the commissary at the SGC didn't really have that much to offer when it came to fine wines, at least. But she did really like granola bars.

Crossing her arms, she turned back slightly to look at him while they walked, raising her eyebrows. "That's isn't exactly optimistic or adventurous. Besides, I don't see the point of anyone putting a time room in a castle just for the sheer joy of transporting it's occupants so back far in time that they die. It would probably be more economical just to poison the air in the castle and get it over with right away."