D'Argo and Jothee continue. "I can't see why you wouldn't want your tenkas restored! I mean, as a Luxan..." Which, Jothee reminds him, is only half true. "And for many cycles, I didn't even want to be that." D'Argo realizes the scars on Jothee's face, his destroyed tenkas, that mutilation, was self-inflicted. "You hate me that much?" Jothee tries: "It's okay...it doesn't hurt anymore, Father." He steps back even as Chiana approaches: "Hey, D'Argo..." He snaps at her, then immediately turns to her, apologetic, but doesn't have time to apologize. He turns and follows his son down the corridor; her mouth stands open and hurt, ashamed and afraid and confused. And she thinks the thought you just don't think.
Chiana waits for Zhaan and Stark to finish their negotiations with Grunchlk, Tocot standing behind her. "A moment ago you said seventeen five," whines Stark. Now it's $20,000. Look at Stark! I always forget how beautiful Stark is, because the character's so difficult to deal with. Stark gets hard with him, saying he'll pay eighteen, bottom line, and Grunchlk lifts him off the floor by his shirt. "I hate to negotiate like this, but I do find that it cuts through the shit." Zhaan's grossed out by all this, and scared and worried for Moya, and orders "Greenchalk" to put Stark down. He corrects her, and then explains: "This is business. I have the supply. I make the demand." Tocot speaks, and Grunchlk reassures him: "It's all right, Doctor. The family are in denial. I won't let them hurt each other." He suggests they take the twenty before it goes up again. Stark and Zhaan nod grimly at each other over Grunchlk's head, and Grunchlk drops him.
Aeryn enters Moya's Neural Cluster, where apparently John's reconfiguring a comm signal outside Pilot's control, so that he can -- John explains -- eavesdrop on Crais's radio traffic secretly. "I still don't trust him here." Harvey brings hate and fear and division into the Neural Cluster; into the mind of God. This is abomination. The Neural Cluster is used very specifically in the show: even when scary things happen there, you leave touched by grace. Harvey breaks the rules of love. Aeryn reminds him that Crais and Talyn have saved everybody's bacon a few times by now. "Look, Aeryn, if you're worried about that..." -- Harvey whistles -- "...inside my head, don't. He's under house arrest. Remember what you said? Strength." Which is awesome, Aeryn admits, but still, he needs to stop with the creepy black ops on the comms. "Aeryn, as long as I stay busy, he leaves me alone. Sometimes if I sing, he leaves me alone." John sits on a low wall and hums "The Ride of the Valkyries," regretfully. Aeryn sits on the wall next to him. "Look. Once the Diagnosian's finished with Moya, he's going to take a look at you." John shakes his head. "Won't help." She closes her eyes, rests her forehead on John's shoulder. "I am reminded at this point of a word that you brought to this vessel." She looks at his face, so far away. "Hope."