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The different voices etched with concern rang out in Moya's rooms and corridors.
Chiana wrapped her arms tighter around her knees and huddled against the wall, wishing it could engulf her entirely and yet its warmth was not even able to quell the chills in her body.
"Chiana?"
The circulation vent grille went down and Aeryn's head poked through the opening.
"What's going on?" Aeryn asked with genuine concern. Her breath caught at the sight of Chiana's terror filled face. Anguish swept through her body and she crawled toward her in the narrow space.
Chiana kept her eyes locked on the floor, rocking back and forth on her feet. Aeryn gently caught her face in her hands and nearly drowned in the black bottomless pools of fear.
"You saw something..." Aeryn croaked, unable to keep her own fears in check. "What was it? Was it John? Something is gonna happen to him?"
Chiana only shook her head and pressed her lips tighter together. Aeryn felt a sudden pang of compassion and she wrapped her arms and legs around the skinny Nebari, holding her as tight as she could for both their comforts. Chiana's tense muscles slowly relaxed in Aeryn's embrace and a single tear fell across her face.
"Damnit Scorpius! Stop it! She doesn't know anything about wormholes and I've told you everything I could remember or even speculate!" John cried out, his fury taking over the throbbing pain of his entire body. "I have no idea how to access the knowledge locked in my brain!"
"I know," Scorpius replied in a suave contented voice. "But your pain is so fulfilling."
John threw a worried glance at Aeryn, strapped in the Aurora chair, her body as bruised and bloodied as his own. He strained against his restraints as Scorpius approached Aeryn with a grotesquely large pair of scissors. Aeryn gave John her best soldier strong impression but couldn't help recoiling at Scorpius' approach.
Scorpius leered at John and started to methodically hack at Aeryn's hair. John watched in disbelief as the jet black silky locks fell one by one on the floor. He looked up at Aeryn, who was trying to keep a tightly composed face before the heaps of hair rising on the floor around her and a single tear fell down his cheek.