"I assure you, Earth is quite habitable, and is home to 7 billion people. I was traveling there in order to manage domestic affairs of state, when i was waylaid here," Ba'al replied. He sat back to watch and listen, taking in what each person said in turn. This was not where any of them expected to be, which made it more and more likely that it was the act of some higher being, perhaps a rogue Ori who survived the Sangraal and was now having some 'fun'. Or the Ancients being jerks. You never really could tell with them. But he had a feeling that that wasn't the case, given their penchant for non interference. So what was it?

He listened to the introductions in turn, seeing who would be most amicable to him and his goals. He could already see some clusters of groups starting to form, and he would be damned if he let himself be ostracized and left out now. Not that he couldn't wait, since time was on his side, but that just made things harder for him. First, a matter to correct. "Please, call me Ba'al," he clarified. "And the correct term would be 'System Lord', if you are going to insist on using a title. 'Supreme Commander' can be a bit wordy." He grinned with a hint of smugness, arms folded.

Now then, his companions. there was a person generating fire and apparently trying to drop kick tree limbs, before she lit a fire for them with the collected wood. Now, that would be useful, and he would even have considered taking them as a host had he not been in this extreme situation. Even Nirrti would have been impressed. Then there was the animated skeleton which kinda screamed 'evil'. And while Ba'al was used to egotistical, megalomaniac evil, he had to wonder if even Apophis would be this unsubtle. Then a Pokemon trainer, which rang a bell as something he'd heard about but never experienced, until she sent out six creatures. Now that was interesting. Definitely not terrestrial life forms, which were oh so plentiful in the galaxy.. A Servant, though of whom was not said, with armor and such, a high school student, the apparent mage that seamlessly swapped clothes somehow, it was a very varied group, with lots of potential for him should he be able to harness it. 

"I agree," Ba'al said, speaking up. "I will be investigating one of those skyscrapers," he added, pointing to one of the larger American buildings that made up the panorama in front of them. Cold didn't bother him too much as a Goa'uld, and it would be best to see what resources he could get. And the skyscraper did seem the most advanced of these, with a good chance for a wide range of supplies. "Whomever is willing can join me," he concluded as he moved off towards the indicated structure, hand conscientiously near his coiled Zat in case he should be attacked by some local life form. Better safe than sorry after all.