Elsewhere, Scorpius is telling Javio that they have to increase the efficiency of "the Aurora Chair." If the mention of the Chair gives you a vague feeling of dread, don't worry. The vagueness will be gone soon enough. Javio says he's understaffed. Scorpius: "Understaffed or mismanaged?" Well, now that Scorpius has arrived, I don't think Javio's management skills are going to continue to be particularly relevant.
Crichton produces a box containing a tissue sample of Aeryn's, and tells Gilina that if they don't find a match for it, she'll die. Gilina manages to facially express some suitably complex feelings about Aeryn's predicament, which aren't lost on Chiana, but agrees to help. She says that she'll take the sample to the Medical Unit, and that she'll fake the necessary work orders so the Med Techs won't ask any questions. Crichton's still all over-chivalrous about the whole thing, but Gilina says that he should stay hidden. "Suppose somebody here knew the real Larraq?" She leaves, and Chiana goes to do the same, saying she's going to head back to the lounge and climb all over Heskon's jock some more. Crichton rolls his eyes: "Come home alone!" Hee.
Moya. Aeryn's asleep on her bed of paraphoral pain when Rygel floats in on his Thronesled. The hum from it wakes her, and he nervously tells her he came to see how she was doing. Aeryn: "You came to see if I was dead so you could start going through my possessions." Well, I guess now we know that damage to the paraphoral nerve doesn't affect cognitive functions. Rygel informs her that she has no possessions worth taking. Heh. Score one for the obnoxious piece of felt. D'Argo enters and tells Rygel that he's needed on Command, as a quick decision may be needed if the Peacekeepers arrive. Rygel: "Yes! A quick and correct decision." So you're not going, then? No, he zips away, and D'Argo and Aeryn chuckle together about Rygel's massive ego. Aeryn thanks D'Argo for granting her peace. "If a warrior cannot die in battle, she can at least die alone." I'd make a comment, but it's all I can do to look up this hyperlinkwithout crying.
We cut into the lounge with Chiana delivering the punchline to what sounds like a naughty story, and Heskon laughing his head off. Nice try, dude, but the only way you're bagging her is if the base has its own version of the Holodeck. Javio appears and silently pulls rank on Heskon, who bails like he just remembered he left his Soup For One boiling on the stove. Javio takes the top off a Thermos-looking thing and tells her they can do much better than raslak.