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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.

Goodbye.

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.