Jadzia's teasing smirk slides clear off her face at Benjamin's reaction. That is not the reaction of an old friend. That is the reaction of someone who didn't expect her to be here. Maybe someone who knows her fate. Dax's expression turns to annoyance and she folds her arms over her chest.

"I thought they'd taken me to a Jem'Hadar prison camp when I first got here," she tells him, lowering her voice. Whether he believes her or not, the Prime Directive still applies. "I'm not a Founder; I'm not part of the Dominion. Do I have to talk about the day you and I found the wormhole to convince you? Or what about the night before my wedding, where you had to talk me back into dealing with Lady Sirella. My zhiantara?"

Dax raises her eyebrows in that way that's half Dax and half Jadzia being the tease that she is. "Tribbles?"

Don't make her talk about going back in time and saving Kirk from that tribble bomb. There's no way the Founders would know about that. She also knows that he met Kirk and she may or may not still be a little pouty about that. Things Dax will never forget.

Though, if none of this will do it, she'll pull out the really personal stuff. Dax knows Benjamin; she can do it.