It was almost too much for her to process at once as John ticked off one horrifying fact after another. She remembered none of it, but there was no reason to doubt Crichton or the raw grief simmering behind that anger. Aeryn dying? D’Argo gone?

Oh no, John. You’re not walking away from her after that.

Zhaan follows close behind until she can catch his arm and spin him around. “John! What are you talking about? Aeryn was fine a moment ago, she was on Talyn, she was finally reaching him. D’Argo isn’t dead, he was arguing with Rygel over yet another imagined slight.”

Because D'Argo can't be dead. He can't.