Tok’ra: ‘We have to be careful about giving you too much too fast, humans are barely able to handle the technology they current have.’
The SGC, stealing everything not nailed down, looks up from an armful of zats: ‘Okay’
Tok’ra: ‘See, we’ve been doing this for a thousand years and we’ve had some bad experiences
The SGC, building a dialing computer from a bunch of late 90s computers and 512mb of RAM: ‘Sounds rough’
Tok’ra: ‘Absolutely, technology is very dangerous and if a culture isn’t ready for it there can be dire consequences’
The SGC, slapping a fresh coat of OD-green paint on Death Glider: ‘Well, if we can’t change your minds…’
Tok’ra: ‘Definitely not. Any technology we let you use has to be monitored by one of our agents.’
The SGC, handing out portable fusion reactors like candy: ‘That seems tedious, can’t you just trust us to promise not to look under the hood?’
Tok’ra: ‘We know your intentions are good, but like we said: past experiences-’
The SGC, yeeting a half-finished battleship across half the galaxy: ‘No no, it’s okay. If you’re not comfortable with it, we understand.
Tok’ra: ‘Thanks, glad we can reach a compromise. So, where were we – what were you up to again?’
The SGC, blowing up stars and killing an entire species of basically gods: ‘Oh, not much, just finished phasing our entire planet out of the physical universe. Got any of those tunneling crystals? We want to see what happens if we try to dig up a black hole.’