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Dargo sighed as he watched Chiana's pod take off. It looked ungainly in the air and even worse on the ground, but the pods were sturdy little craft. Barring attack, she should reach Moya safely within the arn.

Shaking his head to clear it of unwanted thoughts, he returned to the matter at hand. He checked the chrono meter and started the mental countdown. He had told John that he would wait 2 microts, and not a sliver more. The luxan fighter was already prepared for takeoff and the weapons were active. He would follow John's advice and use them only as a last resort.

They'd changed plans as John and Aeryn flew out of the bay. Chiana had continued down in the transport, while he'd taken his fighter, under cloak and followed her until it was too late to turn back before advising John and Aeryn of the change. They'd felt that it was best to come prepared with as much weaponry as they could. They knew next to nothing of the inhabitants of this planet, and they'd had a few close calls lately that were increasing their paranoia.

Though they all hated to admit it, he and Rygel especially, Crighton was the nearest they had to a leader. Though he came from a backwater planet on the far end of the universe and his people were centuries behind in technology, John had proven that he was more than capable of taking on the most advanced enemies and somehow not only surviving but thriving. It was an aspect of his people that Dargo greatly admired.

During the several times in which they had wrongly thought to have found the human's elusive home, Dargo had come to respect the human's ability to take something so different from their own tech and re-engineer it to make it usable to them. John's module was a perfect specimen of humanity's gift in that area. He had, without destroying its appearance or design, managed to convert it to use the tech from more than a dozen different races.

When he first arrived through the wormhole, his ship was barely spaceworthy. Yet it had withstood the dangerous travel through a wormhole fully functioning. And now, thanks to the systems John had added, it was a vessel to be proud of. It was sleek, fast and manueverable. Dargo felt that the only drawbacks now were the lack of traditional offensive weapons and it's noteriety. This was not a major drawback however since John had incoporated the Ancients knowledge, and the module had the ability to create and manipulate wormholes with the flick of a switch.

Luckily, such a thing had not been needed as yet and they had been able to disguise it's new tech. Unless you already knew which sequence to enter, there was no way any one, not even Scorpius, would be able to use the wormhole tech or even find it. In fact, only he and Aeryn knew that John had regained access to the technology the Ancients had implanted in his mind. It was a dangerous universe full of evil beings with both technological and biological means to extract information. The fewer who knew of it, the safer they were.

Displacement of Time and Space, Chapter 6