Transport-cum-arboretum. Chiana and Rygel goggle at the vines draped everywhere, and start poking around. Rygel figures that Chiana is looking for stuff to steal, and laughs, "You're worse than me. I like that!" They're a cute couple. Their thievery is interrupted when D'Argo marches in. Chiana ducks behind the control panel to hide as D'Argo asks what's going on. Rygel innocently says, "We're looking for...clues! To see if we can find out how this terrible, terrible thing happened to Aeryn." Heh. D'Argo pinches Rygel's mouth shut and calls for Chiana to come out. She does, and D'Argo lectures, "There is no dignity in what you are doing." He adds that Zhaan needs someone to help tend to Aeryn. Chiana grumbles, "I don't see why it's always gotta be me. I mean, why do you always get the girls --" D'Argo cuts off that excellent question and says that Aeryn might be dying.

Aeryn wakes up in med bay, and Chiana helps her sit up. If she might be dying, you'd think that maybe someone besides Chiana would be here. Where did Crichton and Zhaan go? Aeryn asks for some water. Chiana turns to get it, and Aeryn grabs a space-hypo from the table next to her, and injects Chiana in the neck. Good thing she (presumably) knew there was a sedative there. Can you imagine what would happen if Chiana was injected with adrenaline? Chiana gasps and twitches, then falls back against the bed. Aeryn apologizes and says, "It's just I don't have much time. And neither do you."

Via the clamshell, Pilot asks Aeryn what happened, which is a sensible question that, of course, nobody else thought to ask. Or maybe they knew there was no point, since Aeryn's answer is, "I lived." Thanks for clarifying. She repeats that everyone needs to stay out of the mist, and adding that she's glad she got to see him one more time. Pilot, bewildered, says he'll see her again. "You won't," Aeryn says. "Goodbye."

The transport pod whirrs away from Moya.

Command. D'Argo asks why Pilot let Aeryn leave. "She asked me not to alert you," Pilot semi-explains. Crichton asks, "If I go down to the planet, I'm not going to age 200 cycles, right?" Pilot says that he hasn't detected anything on the planet that would cause rapid aging. Crichton tells a protesting D'Argo that he'll bring Aeryn back. As he races for the door he insists, "I'll be on the surface 30 microts, max. Worst case scenario? I age a couple years." Oh dear. He might as well have said, "What could possibly go wrong?"