I still don't understand why we have to lay out
the welcome mat for these guys.
When the greatest warrior leader
the Minbari ever had dies suddenly
while on a diplomatic tour, it's natural
they'd want to honor him on his journey home.
But the way they're doing it...
Displaying his body to every Minbari
from the euphrates sect to their home planet.
Sounds like war drums to me.
Minbari vessel coming through.
A war cruiser.
Never thought I'd see one of those again.
Mitchell, stay in formation.
It might be a--
oh, my god.
It's a trap! Mitchell!
Pilot: I got a clear shot!
I can take them! I can take them!
I'm hit! Ejecting!
Aah!
Well...
They're still big and ugly.
P.A.: Attention, Zocalo shoppers.
You can now find all your culinary needs
at wong's kitchen on level 6.
Fresh chocolates are on special while they last.
Please bring your own holding pens.
[Communicator beeps]
Ivanova here.
Ship technician: Lieutenant Commander,
the Minbari ship is through.
I'm on my way.
Check, please.
Hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey! Come back here!
Thief! Thief!
Stop! Thief!
Stop her!
Aah!
Get Dr. Franklin fast.
You know this girl?
No. She's just taken a mind burst.
She's a telepath.
Commander, we've just finished a security scan.
The Minbari's coming in with their gun ports open.
She's armed for a fight.
Narrator: It was the dawn of the third age of mankind,
10 years after the Earth-Minbari war.
The Babylon project was a dream given form.
Its goal: To prevent another war
by creating a place where humans and aliens
could work out their differences peacefully.
It's a port of call...
Home away from home
for diplomats,
hustlers, entrepreneurs,
and wanderers.
Humans and aliens
wrapped in 2,500,000 tons of spinning metal,
all alone in the night.
It can be a dangerous place.
But it's our last, best hope for peace.
This is the story
of the last of the Babylon stations.
The year is 2258.
The name of the place is...
Minbari vessel still closing with gun ports open.
Recommend we activate defense grid,
just in case.
Agreed.
This is Babylon control
to Minbari war cruise ingata.
Your gun ports are in attack position.
We have activated our defense system.
Please explain.
We are on a peaceful mission, Commander.
Then why are your gun ports open?
We have no interest
in explaining our ways to you.
I'm sorry there has been
a misunderstanding, Commander.
If you will scan the ship,
you will find that the guns are not active.
Confirmed. No targeting sensors detected.
It is only a symbol
to show they carry the body
of a great warrior leader.
Do you not also have something
in your military traditions
to honor a fallen leader?
Yes. The riderless horse.
The missing-man formation.
It is no more than that.
But while they're parked alongside,
the Captain will certainly comply
with your order to close the gun ports.
Is that satisfactory?
Barely.
Good.
Then if you will excuse me,
I must prepare to meet the cortege.
You will both join me there, of course,
to honor branmer's memory
and to welcome the cortege?
We'll be there.
Station one, keep scanning that ship.
If their tracking system
so much as blinks in our direction...
Understood.
Readings are all normal,
except the eeg.
What happened to her?
She took a mind burst.
She's a telepath, a strong one.
I felt her scream in my mind when she took the burst.
Well, what do you mean by burst?
If you're born with your psi talent active,
you learn early on
to block the noise of other minds.
But sometimes the talent is latent until it's triggered.
Onset of puberty can do it.
This girl looks about the right age for that.
So the reaction's the same as if
a deaf person suddenly heard
a rocket engine screaming in her head?
Exactly.
She didn't know what was happening,
and her mind just ran away and hid.
If her telepathic abilities just woke up,
then the Psi-Corps doesn't know about it yet.
Well, there's got to be some genetic records somewhere.
As soon as we find out who she is,
I'll arrange for her transport to Earth.
A Psi-Corps rep can meet her.
Negative. She was committing a theft
when she went down.
She's under station jurisdiction
until that is dealt with.
She's not going anywhere.
You're not being reasonable.
Fine. It's my call, and I'm making it.
Excuse me, but until this is resolved,
she is still my patient,
and I'm ordering you out,
both of you.
You know, Jeff, I can't believe
you're really going to attend this ceremony.
I mean, this branmer guy planned and led
the attack on the line.
I know. He commanded one of the ships
that splashed my team.
But the war is over.
At least that's what I keep telling myself.
Giving the Minbari this courtesy
is a sign of respect.
It'll help strengthen the reconciliation
of our two worlds.
Maybe,
if you ask me,
this is going to be nothing but trouble.
Ambassador Delenn.
Alit Neroon.
I welcome you on behalf of all Minbari on this station.
It is an unhappy journey in which you travel.
For the warrior,
there is no other end to the journey.
This is Commander Sinclair,
Lieutenant Commander Ivanova,
and chief of security Garibaldi.
The Commander has arranged the place
in which the Shai Alit may lie in state.
It is worthy thing to honor the Shai Alit.
Thank you.
And worthy that you would honor
the importance of this place with his presence.
Mr. Garibaldi and I will escort you
to the area we've set aside.
This way, please.
The arrangements are most satisfactory, Commander.
Simple, but elegant.
Thank you. Tell me, who is Alit Neroon?
Branmer's aide and executive officer.
He served the Shai Alit for more than 15 years.
I would very much like you to be present
at the viewing of the Shai Alit's body tomorrow.
Of course.
I sense some reluctance.
Branmer was a hard, canny enemy.
It's difficult to forget that.
It is because he was such a great warrior
that his body is being displayed in this way.
It's not traditional?
It is most unusual.
The star riders, his clan, insisted on it.
You don't like it, do you?
My preferences were not under discussion, Commander.
How's she doing?
Well, she's coming around.
How do you feel?
[Echoing] Gently, Alisa.
Calm down. Do as I say,
and you can block the voices
from inside your head.
Now relax.
Imagine a wall inside your mind,
behind your eyes.
Build it brick by brick.
I can't!
Yes, you can. Focus. See the wall.
The sounds will go away
as the wall goes higher.
You'll only hear what you want to hear.
[Echoing stops] Yes. Like that.
Just like that.
It's better.
So where did you get her name?
She can't control her talent.
She's broadcasting every thought in her head.
Her name is Alisa Beldon.
She came to the station
with her father looking for work.
Computer, access Beldon, Alisa.
Computer: Commencing search. File found.
Here it is.
Came here 2 years ago with her father,
both Earth born. She was 12.
Mother's death recorded on Earth
6 years prior.
No further information.
Her father died last year.
An accident.
She's been living on her own in downbelow ever since.
Am I under arrest?
I had to eat.
You don't stay alive
unless you've got credits to pay with.
You don't have to feel bad about it.
I'm used to doing for myself.
My mom died young, too, same as yours.
Stop that!
What's the matter?
Alisa, you must never read someone's mind
without permission.
But it was so plain.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything.
As I said, she needs to be properly trained.
The sooner you're with the Psi-Corps,
the better you'll be able to deal
with this gift of yours.
We still haven't dealt with the charges against her.
Let's take care of one crisis at a time, shall we?
Keep me informed of her condition.
Lieutenant Commander,
is there any particular reason
why you're interested in this case?
Yes.
She's not leaving here, Ms. Winters.
Not as long as I have anything to say about it.
Station your people at all the access ports.
Make sure to check--
Commander.
Alit. I trust you found
everything to your satisfaction.
There are procedures that must be followed
while the Shai Alit's body lies in state.
You will keep all other races,
especially humans, away from the area
until the viewing ceremony begins.
Well, don't worry. My security team will--
no. No human security.
I have arranged for Minbari guards
on the Shai Alit's body during the night.
Neither you nor any of your officers
will interfere with them.
Oh, now just a minute--
Mr. Garibaldi. Diplomacy.
Anything else you'd like?
That will suffice for now.
These are my requirements, Commander.
This is my station.
I don't take orders here.
Impetuous.
Is this how you reacted on the line, Commander?
This isn't the line.
No.
We were in control there.
How'd you like to--
it's been my experience
that discussions of old battles
only interest historians.
What do you think, Commander?
I think...
I have a station to run.
Now if you'll excuse us.
Diplomacy, Commander?
This was the greatest of us.
Warrior.
Leader.
The hero of the line.
He fought with honor,
bravery,
and with vision.
Now...
He belongs to the ages.
Where is the Shai Alit?
What?
Where is the Shai Alit's body?
That's what we're going to find out.
I've launched a full-scale investigation.
This is a grave offense, Commander,
unforgivable.
Minbari warriors are heedless
of their own lives in battle.
But the body of a warrior
must be treated with extreme reverence.
Branmer's death was a great sorrow to us.
To lose the vessel of his soul
will bring his clan's fury upon you.
Are you threatening to make war over this?
That is how the last one started
with the murder of Dukhat.
That was a tragic accident.
And if this is another such accident--
if I may.
No matter how great the loss,
it is not our way
to let a single clan dictate Minbari policy.
We will appreciate your best efforts
to solve this mystery, Commander.
I suggest we allow them
to get on with their investigation.
I've got a few things to tend to.
Fun, fun, fun.
Garibaldi was right.
He said this was going be trouble.
There's nothing more annoying
than Mr. Garibaldi when he's right.
If you've got a moment
for another matter, Commander?
A personal matter?
We found a young girl, an orphan.
She's been living in downbelow,
and it turns out she's a telepath.
Ms. Winters wants to send her
to the Psi-Corps immediately.
I believe she should have a choice
on what happens to her.
I agree.
But does she have any other choice?
Possibly,
if we can keep her under our jurisdiction
long enough for us to find it.
Commander,
what happened before...
My mother...
I just can't let this slide.
I know.
Do what you think is right.
I'll back your play.
Yes, sir.
Thank you.
Why would anyone want to take branmer's body?
If he was that highly regarded--
Minbari have high regard for him.
As for others...
How did you respond
when I first spoke of this to you?
All right.
Humans who fought branmer
have no love for him.
There are elements on Earth who feel that way.
The home guard for one.
But if they were responsible for this,
they would have broadcast the news right away.
But on one's come forth to claim credit
for taking this great General's body.
Great General.
Yes.
The last thing he wanted to be.
Before he became a warrior
of the star riders clan,
branmer was a high priest
of the religious caste.
The holy war against Earth
forced him to become a war leader.
He was a brilliant tactician.
He believed in the rightness of the war.
He fought because it was a matter of conscience,
but he never ceased to be
a priest in his heart.
I've heard it was the religious caste
who issued the surrender order.
Branmer agreed?
He obeyed.
But there are still warriors who resent it.
One of the war leaders, sinavel,
committed suicide
rather than give the order to surrender.
And Neroon?
[Sighs]
Neroon is also a star rider.
He would have died for branmer.
If branmer gave an order,
he would follow it without question.
But now with branmer gone, I get the feeling
Neroon's spoiling for a rematch.
[Sighs]
We will see...
What we will see.
How can you even think that
we might have had something to do with the disappearance?
Why? Why should we want it?
Well, let's see.
Ransom, embarrassment for the Minbari,
blackening Babylon 5's reputation.
A thing like that
could help your career back home.
Oh, I can go on if you want.
I'm sure you could, Mr. Garibaldi,
but I'm not interested.
The Narn regime has accomplished
many things in its glorious past,
but body snatching isn't one of them.
Why don't you ask in the alien sector?
I'm sure you could find someone there
with an interest in dead bodies.
Oh, no. Not the carrion eaters.
Bon appetit.
I appreciate the clothes.
The other ones were getting pretty ripe.
We should get you some more outfits
before your trip back to Earth.
And the Psi-Corps pays for this?
Of course.
The corps takes care of its own.
Why don't you tell her what else the Psi-Corps does
when it takes care of someone?
Lieutenant Commander,
this really isn't any of your concern.
Oh, yes, it is, and you know why it is.
So why don't you let me talk to her for a while,
unless you're afraid to let her hear another side.
Psi-Corps doesn't sound so bad.
I don't understand what you have against them.
Did she tell you what the Psi-Corps does
to telepaths who don't want join them?
No.
Let me tell you a story.
It's all about a woman who fell in love,
got married, had children.
It was supposed to be a simple dream.
Just one problem:
She was a telepath.
She managed to keep that fact
from Psi-Corps till she was 35.
By then, she had 2 young children.
The corps told her to come with them
or go to prison.
But she loved her husband
and her children,
and she refused to leave them.
There was only one way
they would let her stay with them.
Every week for 10 years,
they injected her with drugs
that suppressed her telepathic talents.
Every day she died a little,
until she finally ended it
by taking her own life.
That was your mother.
That's the image I saw in your mind the other day.
I have no love for the Psi-Corps, Alisa.
And you have every right
to know everything about them
before you decide to join them.
Yeah, but I don't have much of a choice here, do I?
Well, I'm investigating your options.
There may be more than you think.
Alisa,
can I have my link, please?
Just keeping in practice.
In case.
Mr. Garibaldi, what have you discovered?
Does the term "not much" mean anything to you?
I was promised
a complete investigation.
You're getting it.
I thought there might be something with the llort.
They're pack rats.
They collect all sorts of souvenirs
for the pure sake of collecting them,
but not bodies.
There's one other possibility, but--
chief!
Better take a look at this. I found that
outside the Pak'ma'ra's quarters.
This is a piece of branmer's burial robe.
What are these Pak'ma'ra?
Carrion eaters.
[Translator] This is nothing to me.
It was found on the deck
directly outside these quarters.
I am not responsible
for the cleanliness of your decks.
This material is from the burial robes
of an esteemed Minbari leader.
His body's been stolen.
And so?
Where is the body?
What did you do with it?
Answer the question...
As a courtesy to our Minbari friends.
I have heard nothing.
Then I'm afraid I have no choice.
I'll have to make a deeper inquiry.
A deeper inquiry?
I'm going to have to insist
that you all have your stomachs pumped.
[Angry growling]
The house, of course,
would be decorated entirely to your taste,
in Earth style or Narnish if you prefer.
You said something about clothing...
And jewelry.
Oh, yes, there will be a substantial credit allowance
for clothing and other personal adornment,
in addition to your fee for services.
We are prepared to be extremely generous.
What services is she supposed to render?
I was making an offer to Alisa,
not to you, Lieutenant Commander.
What services?
So simple and yet so rewarding.
All we ask is a small sample
of blood and tissue every now and then.
Say, twice a month?
You know, we are the only race without telepaths.
You would become the mother, genetically speaking,
of an entire breed of Narn telepaths.
I don't believe this.
Welcome to the club.
Didn't G'Kar try and talk our last telepath
into something like this?
You're trying to succeed where he failed?
I'd have to live on the Narn homeworld.
But it sounds interesting.
You'd probably be the only human there.
Ah, but we are prepared to pay so well
for the privilege of entertaining her.
I'd really like to see it.
I almost can if I concen--
I'll talk to you later.
Alisa--
I have to lie down.
I hope that isn't a sign of some frailty in her.
Why don't you check her teeth while you're at it?
Think that's a good idea?
I suggest you leave, Na'Toth, promptly.
You've made your offer.
Tell her I expect her answer soon.
Good idea about the teeth.
What happened?
I peeked into her mind.
I know I'm not supposed to, but--
what was it like in there?
Cold...
Ugly...
Alien.
It's not like looking into a human mind.
It felt like I was falling into something terrible.
You might want to remember that
when you consider their offer.
Mitch, get back to central,
tell them to narrow the search.
Dawn, you and Justin, check green 2.
Doc, just coming to see you.
Any results on those tests?
Yeah, just got them back from the lab.
Next time,
you can do the next stomach pumping
of the Pak'ma'ra.
Had to burn two lab coats.
Forget ever getting the smell out of them.
You didn't find anything?
Oh, no, the carrion eaters,
they ate something, definitely,
just not Minbari.
You're sure you tested all of them?
Absolutely.
So, where do you look now, Mr. Garibaldi?
In the beams and rafters between hulls.
It's the only place left.
Thanks for your help.
Uh-huh.
Oh, by the way,
you know what they say Narn tastes like?
Yeah. Chicken.
Man, I really need a vacation.
Neroon: The man is useless.
Stomach contents!
Branmer's body must be found.
If your man Garibaldi
cannot handle the assignment,
he must be replaced by someone who can.
Mr. Garibaldi will do his job.
A search of all public areas and quarters
had to be done first.
Now they're looking at the station structure itself.
If security has to take this place apart,
and put it back together again, they will.
If Mr. Garibaldi fails in his search,
I may find it necessary
to have my ship assume the job
of taking this station apart.
I don't take kindly to threats, Alit.
I do not make threats, Commander.
Talia: You're definitely a high p-10.
I bet Na'Toth might up her bid
if she saw those test results.
I thought you didn't like contact
with a Narn mind?
I don't have to go into their minds,
I just have to give them
the biogenetic samples they want.
I can supply you with history modules
of the Narn regime.
Take a good look at their homeworld, Alisa.
The Centauri occupation left it bleak, barren,
almost dead.
The Narns are interested only
in conquering other races now.
They make slaves of their victims,
and despite Na'Toth's claims,
they'll probably try
and make one of you as well.
A little like the Psi-Corps.
Lieutenant Commander,
granted you have your problems with the Psi-Corps,
and I sympathize with your feelings,
but I won't have you poisoning her with them.
Like the facts about the lives they've ruined,
the people they've destroyed--
and the good they've done.
Just because your mother didn't cooperate--
like your friend ironheart?
You leave him out of this.
Don't you dare bring him into this.
Stop it. Stop it, both of you!
You keep arguing over what you want.
You don't care about what I want.
You don't even ask!
All right, Alisa,
what do you want?
[Sighs]
To know the truth about all my choices.
Is that all of it?
Narn, Psi-Corps, the drugs?
No.
There's one more possibility you should consider.
[Beeping]
Come.
Thank you for taking the time to see us, Ambassador.
It is my pleasure.
So, Alisa,
you wish to know about Minbari telepaths?
I just want to see all the cards on the table
before I make a bet.
I wasn't aware there was a game involved.
It's just an expression of speech, Ambassador.
Well, perhaps we should start
with some general information first.
For the Minbari,
psi ability is considered a gift.
Therefore, the use of it
is extended as a service
to those who have need of it.
They're not paid?
Only with the high regard of our people.
It is not a job.
It is a calling.
It's enough for them to be of service.
Then how do they live?
Those who wish to help others,
to serve others,
are greatly respected within our culture.
They are encouraged and helped in their goal
by making sure that their needs are met.
They're clothed and fed and left alone
to do what they are called to do.
It's a small price to pay
for something that benefits many.
[Sighs] I looked into a Narn mind today.
It wasn't pretty.
Apparently, nonhuman minds can cause a problem
for someone who's isn't trained.
Yes. I have heard this.
We do not all think the same way.
We--
I, uh, I think we should go.
Don't you need some more time?
No. I got a clear picture.
Thank you.
Is there something going on around here
about a dead body?
Yes. Why?
[Sighs]
I saw something about the body.
I know what happened to it.
Mr. Garibaldi, I need to see you immediately.
Lights.
What the hell do you think you're doing?
Everywhere has been searched but here,
where no one would dare to go.
Wrong.
I searched these quarters personally,
with Ambassador Delenn observing.
I wanted to make sure
everything was on the up and up
and nobody was sneaking around
trying to pull a fast one.
You might want to try it sometime.
Escort the Alit back to his quarters.
We'll continue the search without his help.
Will do.
I brought someone to see you.
Alisa Beldon.
I think you'd better talk to her, Jeff.
Ms. Beldon?
Commander,
there's something you have to know.
When I was talking to Ambassador Delenn,
I...looked inside her head,
and I saw something.
She covered it up real quick, but...
Commander,
she knows who took that Minbari body.
And she knows where it is.
Ambassador.
Good evening, Commander.
Mr. Garibaldi.
Shipping something home, Ambassador?
Just some personal possessions.
I think we need to talk.
Quite a trick.
Stealing branmer's body
and cremating it
without anyone noticing it.
Why?
As a member of the religious caste,
I felt an obligation to branmer.
As I told you,
he was a reluctant hero.
He only became a war leader
because he felt it was necessary
for the sake of the Minbari people.
And your obligation to him?
A long...
Close friendship.
He told me that when he was called,
he wanted only a simple funeral.
He did not want to be a monument to war.
Neroon and his star riders have subverted his wishes
with this display of his body.
I decided to carry out branmer's wishes.
His ashes are to be sent home.
They will be scattered in space...
Near our world.
Unfortunately,
you and Mr. Garibaldi have put that plan in jeopardy.
How could this have any more jeopardy than it does now?
Neroon and his bunch are ready to start
the whole war over again because of this thing.
I believe I could have explained it
as a true religious mystery.
The transformation of branmer's body
so that he could take his place with the gods.
But now--
Delenn, Neroon wants an answer.
You have it. What am I supposed to do?
Hide the facts?
You put us in a difficult situation.
It is more difficult than you suspect.
You see...
A rift between the religious and warrior castes
began when our warriors were ordered to surrender.
If what happened to the body
were to become general knowledge...
It would further that rift.
Great.
Just one question:
What about Neroon?
I promised we'd tell him what happened.
Then we will do so.
If you will honor my situation,
I will honor yours.
It is regrettable,
but I see no choice.
We will tell him the truth,
but I will tell him my way.
You had no right to touch the Shai Alit's body!
He was warrior caste by right of his father!
And religious caste by right of his mother.
You know which takes precedence!
Star riders will protest this.
I will lead the fight myself.
You will do nothing.
You ignored his requests to be cremated
and have his ashes scattered in space.
You disobeyed not only your own war leader
but one of the greatest of our religious caste.
You showed great disrespect.
You had to display
the great warrior's body.
You had to have your military spectacle!
It stops here!
Or the star riders will be destroyed,
dishonored by your actions.
Do you speak for yourself?
I speak for the entire Grey Council.
I'd hoped to avoid this conversation,
but your insistence on an investigation
has left me no choice.
You will support my statement
that his body was transformed.
That is a direct order from the Grey Council.
You will obey it,
as you did our order to end the war.
Do you understand?
Yes,
I understand, satai Delenn.
Is there anything else you want of me?
You will apologize to Commander Sinclair.
Privately, for your behavior.
I will see to it
that you and the star riders
will not be punished or shamed
for your honoring of the Shai Alit.
Yes, satai Delenn.
There was no cause
for me to attack you, Commander.
Even less cause
for me to threaten this station.
I'm ashamed to admit
that my feelings for the Shai Alit
led me to act improperly.
There is no shame in wanting to honor him, Alit Neroon.
I fought on the line against branmer.
I saw his valor and leadership firsthand.
Because his body...
Disappeared here, I...
Feel some responsibility toward the Minbari people.
There is no higher testimony
to a warrior's courage and skill
than praise from his enemy.
I would like to send that message to your homeworld
in a personal message,
a testimony to the Shai Alit.
You will do this as an Earthforce officer?
And as Commander of Babylon 5.
That is a great kindness.
We've fought long enough.
Maybe it's time we started talking with one another.
Branmer's life was more significant than his battles.
Let the warrior caste praise his courage in war
and let the rest praise him for what he truly was...
A man of peace.
You talk like a Minbari, Commander.
Perhaps there was some small wisdom
in letting your species survive.
We like to think so.
Until another day then.
I thought you'd be seeing Neroon's cruiser off.
I've seen cruisers before.
Me, too.
There is someone on this station
who interests me.
Oh?
Alisa Beldon
has a most unusual psi quality for a human.
So I'm told.
She impressed me greatly.
But when she touched my mind,
I detected some confusion in her
about her future.
She doesn't seem to care
for either of the opportunities
being offered by Earth or Narn.
And?
[Footsteps approaching]
Commander?
Do you think Talia and Ivanova would be really teed off
if I decided to go with the Minbari?
In order? Yes and no.
I don't need to be a telepath
to figure that one out.
Alisa could become an instrument
of great communication
between humans and Minbari.
We suffer a lack there,
as you know, Commander.
The future in exchange for the past.
I think that's very workable.
I wanted to thank you again for helping me.
You made your own decision.
You showed me the choices.
This is best.
I'm used to being on my own.
Psi-Corps wouldn't have worked for me.
And the Narns? Uh-uh.
Even though the price was right.
There's no price high enough
to compensate for being surrounded by Narns.
I just thought I'd stop by and wish you well.
I don't agree with your decision,
but the Commander is right.
You could be a big help with the Minbari.
And who knows?
May be you'll learn a trick or 2
and come back and teach us.
Thanks. I might do that.
As long as you write once in a while.
I will.
I won't forget you.
I think I want to go
the rest of the way by myself.
Goodbye.
I think she'll be all right.
I think so, too.
Are you busy right now?
Um, no, not right now.
I wasn't exactly polite to you
over this whole thing.
Yeah, well, we both got a little hot, I think.
How about if I buy you a drink
to make up for it?
Ok, but I go on duty in half an hour,
so it's going to have to be coffee.
Of course.
Hi.
Hi. Just wanted to say safe journey.
Thanks.
Alisa, there's something I've been wondering.
When you looked into Delenn's mind,
did you see anything else,
anything unusual?
There was one other thing.
A word.
Chrysalis.
I don't know what it means.
It's a cocoon, I think.
Cocoon?
That's weird.
She shut down real fast when I touched that.
Why would she want to hide that?
I don't know.
P.A.: ...Is now boarding. In docking bay 4.
I guess I have to go.
[Sighs]
Good luck.
Thanks.
[Chuckles]
Chrysalis.