Back on the transport pod with Crichton, Zhaan admits she doesn't know what happened to Ja Rule in the end, all she knows is she was exonerated. They left immediately and soon found Crichton, D'Argo, and Aeryn. "But you still have nightmares," Crichton concludes quietly. Zhaan nods -- she can't purge the fear. "I live, Zhaan," Crichton reminds her and drops an affection finger on her nose, "Touch as proof." Zhaan knows, but the whole ordeal just proved that her spirituality is lacking. Crichton points out that it made her return to the Seek, so isn't that good? "Even though my studies fail to benefit the rest of them?" Zhaan asks. "Now who says that?" Crichton demands. "Well, at various times: D'Argo, Rygel, and Aeryn," Zhaan lists. Note that Chiana isn't among the listed. "Screw 'em, Zhanny," Crichton advises, "You're a tenth level Pa'u. You get to eleven, we get a TV ministry." Zhaan considers this but shakes her head, "If I may be honest, John, most of the time I have no idea what you're saying." "Neither to do I," Crichton assures her. At that moment, Rygel phones them up, and Crichton yells back that they are dead in space. Rygel wants to know how they could screw up a "frell-proof transport pod." "I don't know," Crichton puzzles sarcastically, "Thought maybe you could tell me. Something to do with a stash of keedva barbecue in the NAV LINKAGE?!" Zhaan chuckles. Aeryn's drawling voice comes through, "What would you really expect from Rygel?" Crichton softly says, "Aeryn, it's nice to hear your voice." "Likewise," Aeryn returns warmly. Man, these two have chemistry even through a com link. Talk about phone sex! Aeryn says they'll be picking them up in fifteen minutes. "Can't wait to see you," Crichton says, hanging up. He gently asks Zhaan if she's okay. "I think so," she says, putting her head on his shoulder, "I thank you for your compassion." "And I thank you for yours," Crichton gently reminds her and lays his head against hers. Galactic "AW!"
Episode Report CardKeckler: C | 622 USERS: C+
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