In the center chamber, D'Argo is staring at the unburned portrait and this time it depicts him. His arms and head are flung back and his chest is high. It's a new portrait, replacing the destroyed one. Zhaan flutters in and breathes, "Khalaan help us!" The portrait is incomplete, and Crichton doesn't think they should wait around for it to finish its thought. D'Argo agrees and flings the portrait to the floor, shattering it. Zhaan comments that if the portrait repaired itself once, it can do it again. D'Argo decides to eject the pieces into space. Aeryn, not content to be passive, wants to go after Kyvan and get some answers. Her prowler isn't ready, so she has to take Crichton's module. "Bucket of dren," she mutters. Crichton and D'Argo exchange this perfectly mutual look that seems to say, "Can you believe her?" "Yes, I can. Unfortunately." It's hysterical and a nice snippet of comic relief in this episode. Zhaan bugs her face out, scared and intense.

D'Argo tosses the portrait shards down an access shaft and Pilot vents them into space. He tracks the fragments but pulls Moya away from them at hetch-six velocity. "I don't know art, but I know what I don't like," Crichton mutters. Zhaan joins D'Argo and Crichton in the corridors and asks if they're certain the portrait's gone. They are. Whispers hit Zhaan's psyche and she comes to an abrupt halt. She looks around and says she thought she heard something. The whispers continue to gurgle and Zhaan, looking shrewd, follows them. Over and over, the whispers laugh, "Pa'u Zhaan..."

Meanwhile, Aeryn takes off to find Kyvan, and she's not five seconds in the air when she takes an intentional nosedive. This jogs Rygel loudly loose from his stowage behind her seat, and Aeryn demands to know what he's doing there. He's got as much of a score to settle with Kyvan as Aeryn does. Aeryn calls him on his intent to make a profit, and Rygel doesn't deny it, saying Kyvan owes them big. Aeryn can't believe his greed in the face of Chiana's death, but Rygel argues that Chiana would have wanted them to reap punitive damages. She was a lot like him, Rygel announces. "Ambition, large appetites -- she would have made an excellent Hynerian," Rygel says, giving the late Chiana his highest possible compliment. "I'm going to miss her." Aeryn flips some switches and grimly agrees, "One way or another Kyven will make restitution."