Previously on Star Trek: Discovery:
- Section 31? - She's tracking a suspected murderer.
Mr. Spock's one of mine.
There may be a connection between Spock and the signals around the universe.
- Spock drew those images. - What is it?
He called it the Red Angel. That vision changed him forever.
I've seen this angel, too.
I watched Tyler kill you. I held your body.
- He is alive. - We're getting you out of here.
Something grabbed us out of warp. We're locked into place.
- Some kind of a life-form? - It must need something.
- It's trying to send us a message. - It wants to be remembered.
To preserve its history using Discovery.
Its final act was to save us.
We have recorded everything it has seen and experienced.
The sphere is triggering the Kelpien biological process
known as Vahar'ai.
Signals when Kelpiens are readied for slaughter by the Ba'ul,
the predator species on my homeworld of Kaminar.
You're the only one who knows me.
You replaced the sister I had on Kaminar.
- Your vital signs have returned to normal. - I have never felt this way before.
Fear is gone.
What my people have accepted as the truth...
is a lie.
We all come from somewhere.
We carry that place with us wherever we go.
That never leaves our hearts.
Not entirely.
How's it going in here?
Without Airiam, we would've spent months trying to sort through the sphere's data.
- But none of us can predict... - Hey, look at this. This is incredible.
... where our voyage will lead.
- The data collection isn't random. - Oh, no, it's not random at all.
It's actually an impossibly sophisticated repository of...
like, a slice of the galaxy's history.
- Like a delicious slice of galaxy pie. - We may suffer losses along the way.
But we can hope to learn and grow from those experiences...
and from those who accompany us on ourjourney.
It is almost inconceivable to have you back with us, Dr. Culber.
Inconceivable, yeah.
There isn't a test or a scan Dr. Pollard hasn't run on me.
- You appear yourself. - I don't feel like myself.
Enduring something no one thought possible...
can be transformative.
Perhaps...
in feeling less like you were...
you are more like who you were meant to become.
Commander Saru, your results.
The most evident anatomical change from the Kelpien advent of your Vahar...
- Vahar'ai. - Thank you.
With the loss of your threat ganglia, the cartilage that housed it
is reorganizing to accommodate a new keratin-based tissue.
It looks like spikes growing in like teeth.
Does that sound right?
I would not know.
Did you discover anything that might affect me psychologically?
These are your neurotransmitter expression patterns,
last year versus today.
With you as my only Kelpien specimen... Forgive the term.
it's difficult to say what these changes mean.
But if I had to guess, I'd say your fear responses are being repressed.
What is a Kelpien without fear?
I'm losing the very thing that defines me.
I am stumbling in the dark.
And yet I cannot help but feel that somewhere within the unknown,
there is purpose.
And that we are being guided toward it.
It's Section 31's position that, if the entity we're calling the Red Angel
is in fact generating these signals, it's also capable of time incursions,
and should be considered dangerous.
So far these signals have led the Discovery on two rescue missions.
Or two catastrophic events.
Does the Angel appear at these crisis points,
or is it creating them?
- We have to consider both options. - So, let's consider.
The Red Angel appeared on Earth and transported people to Terralysium.
Only moments before they would've died in a nuclear blast.
It also guided Spock to rescue me as a child on Vulcan.
I've seen the drawings from Spock's time in the psychiatric unit.
Look, can either of you say this thing didn't cause his nervous breakdown?
Spock made no mention of the Red Angel when he took leave from the Enterprise.
But Agent Tyler's correct, captain.
With so few data points, it is impossible to draw conclusions
based on its nature and motivations.
- We need more information. - What we need is Spock.
Captain Leland has devoted significant Section 31 resources to finding him,
but we're coming up empty-handed.
As his sister, can you think of anywhere Spock might go,
someplace we might not think to look?
Captain, you are needed on the bridge.
- What is it? - We have detected a new signal.
- Where is it this time? - Outside of Federation space.
Ah.
- Acquiring coordinates. - On screen.
We have a lock, sir. The signal is over an M-Class planet.
- It's listed in the database as... - Kaminar.
- Commander Saru, that's... - Yes.
Kaminar is my homeworld.
Kaminar is populated by two sentient species,
my people, the Kelpiens, and the Ba'ul.
Ba'ul are your predators.
The Ba'ul achieved warp capability 20 years ago.
The U.S.S. Archimedes made first contact with them
after receiving a transmission from Kaminar.
But once communication was established, the Ba'ul High Council proved hostile.
So, why did the Ba'ul send a transmission in the first place?
They did not.
That transmission was from me.
I co-opted the Ba'ul's technology in order to send a message,
with the hope that someone, somewhere, would receive it.
And that someone was Captain Georgiou.
She was a lieutenant then, serving on the Archimedes.
Were it not for her, I would've been unable to flee Kaminar,
or be granted asylum.
I promised never to return.
That was the price of knowledge.
And now, of the billions of planets in our galaxy,
the signal just happens to show up above the homeworld of my first officer.
- What are the odds? - It certainly isn't random.
Discovery's taken an interest in the Red Angel.
- Could be it's returning the favor. - That's a leap.
Commander Saru, are there angels of any sort in Kelpien culture?
Kelpiens believe only in the Great Balance,
which, if upset,
would devastate the fragile ecosystem of our planet.
And we are taught that the Ba'ul are the keepers of this Balance.
Do the Kelpiens worship the Ba'ul?
It is their superior technology, of which Kelpiens live in awe,
that allows the Ba'ul mastery over my people.
They hide behind it.
No Kelpien has even seen a Ba'ul in living memory.
The same technology they use to keep Starfleet at arm's length.
So, we shouldn't expect a warm welcome.
The Ba'ul are by nature isolationist,
and are committed to preserving the status quo on Kaminar.
They must've seen the signal.
They may not mind an offer to share information.
Depending on how they're approached.
Knock on the door, see if they answer.
And then what?
Just ask nicely?
Well, as unexpected guests, it never hurts to be polite.
Sir, dropping out of warp above Kaminar.
The signal disappeared before we arrived.
What else is new?
Mr. Bryce, hail the Ba'ul on all channels.
Commander Burnham, run planetary and full-spectral scans
on anything resembling our elusive Angel,
and any power source capable of generating these signals.
The Ba'ul are not responding, sir.
That's not entirely true, sir. They're scanning our weapon systems.
- Just our weapon systems. - So much for knocking on the front door.
The Ba'ul haven't learned the importance of a first impression.
- Burnham? - No indication the Red Angel was here
or immediate danger to the planet.
Then why are we here?
You're assuming the signals appear for a reason.
Yes, Mr. Tyler, that's exactly what I'm assuming.
Why won't the Ba'ul respond?
Perhaps, as I have said, it is because they are oppressors.
Even had the Ba'ul answered our hails, why would you trust those
who have enslaved my people with fear and lies?
Your insights are invaluable, Mr. Saru.
But the signal appeared here, and maybe the Red Angel, too.
Any idea how I'd make inquiries without...?
There is a Kelpien priest in every village.
They not only serve as an intermediaries between us and the Ba'ul,
but they also connect all of our extended communities together.
If the Red Angel appeared on Kaminar, then priests might tell us about it.
Is that a violation of General Order 1?
Though the Kelpiens aren't warp-capable, they've seen warp-capable technology
through the Ba'ul, and they know about spaceflight.
First contact with the Kelpiens by Starfleet is a judgment call,
but our mission to investigate the signals requires it.
We can stretch General Order 1, but let's not break it in the process.
Burnham, as a xenoanthropologist,
I think you're uniquely qualified to talk to a village priest.
Sir, I am the logical choice.
I offer my experience.
To disregard it disregards the suffering of generations of Kelpiens.
Given all that suffering, you're the most complicated choice.
Do you doubt my ability to carry out the mission?
Of course not. But at present, we lack a full understanding
of the biological and behavioral changes you're undergoing.
I can assure you, captain, I am still very much myself.
I can only imagine the pressure you might feel
to share the truth with your people about Vahar'ai.
Are you suggesting I may be incapable of following Starfleet regulations
or that I would disobey your orders?
Captain...
Kelpiens have no knowledge of Starfleet, or any other inhabited worlds.
Even though General Order 1 allows contact,
my arrival could come as a complete shock to them.
Commander Saru would be invaluable to have by my side.
All right.
But I remind you both,
we're here to gather information about the signals and the Red Angel,
not to start a war between the Kelpiens and the Ba'ul.
Mr. Saru?
My duty, first and foremost, is to Discovery's mission, sir.
I never doubt that.
Start in your own village. Maybe they'll be glad to see you.
So, uh, what did the scans say?
Read them yourself.
All normal.
You're you.
Yes and no.
Brain patterns and neural impulses are identical,
but this body was entirely reconstituted from your DNA.
It's brand-new, down to the last molecule.
You are, for lack of a better word, pristine.
My scar.
- It's gone. - It is?
- I hadn't noticed that. - What scar?
Oh, the scar he chose to keep. You never told her the story?
He was hiking the cliffs of Cabo Rojo alone.
- I was 16. - And apparently indestructible.
And the path he was on gave way, and he fell 30 meters.
Fifteen, actually.
Enough to puncture your shoulder.
He would've bled out, too, if it weren't for a certain Dr. Kashkooli,
who was half-a-kilometer behind him.
She risked her own life to climb down and help him.
She stitched his wound up with a fishing line,
gave him a very sexy scar,
and inspired him to go to medical school.
And become the man he is today.
It is weird not seeing it on you.
So, um...
if my senses feel a little off, it's...
It's because your new nervous system is still adjusting.
I'd like to continue monitoring you,
but I believe you're ready to resume your normal life soon.
That pylon.
It isn't Kelpien, is it?
No.
The Ba'ul have erected one in each village to observe us.
It has earned them a fitting name among my people,
the Watchful Eye.
This pylon is connected to an incredibly vast network.
Must've taken the Ba'ul generations to integrate their technology
and ideology into Kelpien society.
Our two species have become so intertwined,
that, outside their technology, it is difficult to discern
what is purely us and what is distinctly them.
- Where is everyone? - The day's work is done.
It will soon be nightfall.
Kelpiens rarely venture out in the dark.
I led this life once.
If I didn't know your people were oppressed,
I'd think Kaminar was a paradise.
Oh, in many ways, it is.
We live in harmony with each other,
in a world without hunger or poverty.
The only violence we know is the culling,
which Kelpiens have been misled to accept as a mercy by the Ba'ul.
And our priests sustain that belief.
Didn't you say your father was a priest?
Yes.
He was a collaborator, albeit an unwitting one,
enforcing the grip the Ba'ul had on my people.
Saru...
For 18 years...
I dreamt of returning to my village.
It has not changed at all.
But I see it...
quite differently now.
These are the same flowers from your quarters.
Fredalia, yes.
They do not grow quite so well on a starship.
Might the priest spare a moment?
Yes, of course.
Brother?
Siranna?
Is it really...?
You're alive.
Oh, but how?
We thought you were dead,
taken by the Watchful Eye for questions you should not have asked.
No.
Where have you been all this time?
Siranna...
18 years ago,
I thought I could find my future in the stars...
and I did.
I was welcomed by an interstellar service called Starfleet,
committed to peace and the exploration of our galaxy.
An organization far more powerful than the Ba'ul.
I found a new life.
What are you?
I'm human.
My name is Michael.
I come from a planet called Earth.
And I work with your brother on the starship Discovery.
How is it that we can understand one another?
This device.
It can translate over a thousand languages.
You mean to say there are a thousand life-forms out there?
Oh, not just a thousand.
Hundreds of thousands.
So different, and yet...
The galaxy...
Space travel...
Do humans from Earth drink tea?
Oh, how I've missed the fredalia tea of home.
We were blessed with a bountiful harvest this year.
You sound just like Father.
Where is he?
Father reached his Vahar'ai and joined the Great Balance
not long after you...
left us.
How could you?
And never even let us know that you were still alive?
I thought it was safer for you to believe I was dead.
Safer?
We believed you had outraged the Watchful Eye.
We spent years in agony, fearing retribution.
I dreamed of our reunion, brother.
I could not be more sorry, Siranna.
This is a longer conversation.
But I sense that is not the reason you are here.
I...
We're looking for an entity...
that we call the Red Angel.
We have reason to believe it appeared here on Kaminar.
Is it another life-form?
We do not yet know what it is,
only that it appears in conjunction with a red burst of light in the sky,
and in places of crisis.
The fiery sign.
I saw it.
Have you seen or heard anything that might be this Red Angel?
Maybe from the priests in the other villages?
This is why you have returned?
I should've known you did not come back for me.
Siranna, I ask you to...
You ran away because you were not brave enough
to face the Balance as the rest of us do.
- What's happening? - The Ba'ul.
They must have observed your return.
Once again you disturb the Great Balance and put our village in danger.
You must leave. Now. We won't be safe until you're gone.
Siranna, this might be the last time we ever see each other.
Return to the stars. There is no place for you here.
They're coming.
Discovery, beam us back.
Yellow alert.
Commander Saru, Commander Burnham, please report to the bridge.
Whatever you did, the Ba'ul are hailing us now.
I'll guess it's not to invite us to a welcome party.
Communication channel established. It's audio-only.
Mr. Saru, I think it would be best if you stay out of this conversation.
This is Captain Christopher Pike of the U.S.S. Discovery.
You have taken what belongs to us.
- What have we taken, exactly? - A Kelpien.
Starfleet promised that it would not meddle
in the internal affairs of our planet.
We're investigating the signal that appeared over your planet,
which I'm sure you noticed.
These signals are typically followed by the arrival of an entity
we call the Red Angel.
Are you familiar with it?
It may pose a threat to Kaminar's Great Balance.
Our mutual interest lies only in keeping the peace which we...
No one is safer than under the Watchful Eye.
Return the Kelpien to us,
and we will allow you to leave without harm.
- I am not yours to be returned. - Mr. Saru...
I am brother to Siranna,
who lives a life of oppression.
I am son of Aradar,
who died needlessly at your hands.
The Kelpien speaks.
I am Commander Saru,
the first and only Kelpien to join Starfleet,
and I know the truth about Vahar'ai.
The Great Balance is the only truth, and it must not be disturbed.
Your lies no longer work on me.
I survived my Vahar'ai,
and I know that it means not death, but evolution,
an evolution you murder my people to suppress.
- Commander. - You think you know everything, Kelpien.
But you do not even know what you are.
Captain, I detect ten Ba'ul sentry ships on an intercept course.
Shields up, red alert. Show me what we're dealing with.
- Ba'ul ships are powering up weapons. - Warm up phasers.
- Aye, captain. - Whoever is hearing my voice,
I advise that you consider your next move carefully.
Give us the Kelpien.
Saru is a political asylum-seeker and a Starfleet officer,
protected by the Federation.
You would risk the lives of your own people
for one Kelpien?
This Kelpien is our people.
To defend him, I will do whatever is necessary.
As will we.
The Ba'ul are activating the pylon in Saru's village.
You have interfered in the affairs of this village.
If you do not return the Kelpien, there will be blood on your hands.
The pylons are weaponized. They mean to destroy my village.
- We have to stop... - Mr. Saru.
Remove yourself from the bridge.
- But, captain, I... - That's an order.
Red alert. All crew to their assigned stations.
- You're relieved from duty. - Sir?
Get out.
Saru, I know what you're doing. Move off the transporter pad. Now.
Or what, Michael?
I don't wanna use this, but you're not thinking clearly, Saru.
I have never felt more clarity than in this moment.
This is the only way.
Would you not do the same for your brother?
Sir, someone is beaming down to the planet's surface.
What? Who is it?
Burnham to the bridge. Commander Saru, he's surrendering himself.
- Damn it. - Captain.
The sentry ships are powering down their weapons.
Ops.
Track Saru's signal.
A Ba'ul ship has taken him.
They're traveling toward...
I've lost the signal, sir.
He's gone.
With 100,000 years' worth of data,
there must be information about Kaminar in the Sphere's archive.
What are we looking for?
When the Ba'ul learned that Saru survived his Vahar'ai,
their determination to capture him increased.
As if his continued existence threatened them.
The Ba'ul are hiding something?
They know more about the changes brought on by Vahar'ai
than the Kelpiens.
They're willing to do almost anything to keep that secret.
Will they kill Saru?
Not if we can find out what they're hiding in time.
There has to be something in the Sphere's archive.
Well, that's what Airiam and I are here for.
- We will find it. - There it is.
When I said "we," I just meant Airiam.
The Sphere did collect readings.
Thousands of years' worth of statistical measurements.
Transfer it over to this station, please.
And when Saru challenged the Ba'ul,
they said, "You do not even know what you are."
So, what is Saru?
Siranna?
Brother?
Why did the Watchful Eye take me? It is not yet my time.
My sister has nothing to do with this.
I am the one you wanted.
Why did you have to return? Everyone else thought you were dead.
But the night you disappeared, I saw the light rising into the sky.
I became a priest to seek that light.
To seek you.
Your face is beautiful to me,
but part of me hoped I would never see it again.
Because it might mean you were free.
No, no.
Stop.
Fascinating.
Airiam, can you identify historical biological records
from Kaminar's surface?
Searching.
Yes, the bio-signs were archived by the Sphere.
I can use those current readings of the Ba'ul
to distinguish their bio-signs from the Kelpiens.
Right, and we can cross-reference Saru's medical records
to isolate the post-Vahar'ai Kelpiens' historic bio-signs
from the rest of their species.
The Ba'ul could only know about the evolutionary consequences
of Vahar'ai if at one time they experienced them.
Otherwise, why does it threaten them?
Well, if we, uh, go back 2300 years,
there's a significant portion of the Kelpiens were like Saru.
They survived Vahar'ai?
The blue represents evolved Kelpiens, green, unevolved, red, Ba'ul.
Sorry, that...
doesn't look right.
The Ba'ul narrowly escaped extinction.
Then they turned around and wiped out the evolved Kelpiens.
Leaving only unevolved Kelpiens, but... Wait, so, all this would mean that...
The Ba'ul were originally the prey species.
So, they would think of Saru as a...
Predator.
The first Kelpien to pass its Vahar'ai
in over 2000 years,
and your primal, feral responses are the same as centuries ago.
Your kind can never govern itself.
The Federation has no idea
what they have welcomed into their ranks.
They gave me the chance stolen by the Ba'ul.
Your species does not deserve a second chance.
The Great Balance is the only way
to ensure you do not destroy everything in your path.
The Great Balance is a lie you created to defend yourselves from us.
And to absolve yourselves of murder.
In truth, you are frail.
You would be helpless without technology.
We will never allow the past to be repeated.
No threat to the Great Balance will go unanswered.
You cannot maintain what you think of as peace by continuing to cull us.
Kelpiens are more than our instincts.
You are the only two Kelpiens to know the truth.
You will undergo analysis and be neutralized.
The truth will be contained.
Wait.
No, please, stop!
Siranna!
It is true, then.
You have survived Vahar'ai?
Yes.
I am what we used to become.
The form we were meant to take.
The Great Balance.
Our sacrifice to the Watchful Eye. It was all a lie.
Forced upon us by the Ba'ul.
It stole our mother and father from us.
And generations of Kelpiens, beyond reckoning.
And it must end.
The Ba'ul use their technological advantage
to lock the Kelpiens into subservience,
allowing them to live while eliminating the threat they pose.
It's why the Ba'ul are afraid.
If we can help them understand that Saru's not a threat,
and his people need not be a threat...
Sir, we're receiving a hail...
from the Ba'ul.
We should accept it.
Discovery, this is Commander Saru.
Good to hear your voice.
I am with Siranna, inside a Ba'ul structure.
But we have no other indicators of our position.
We can't get a lock on your coordinates.
Your location must be shielded from our sensors.
- Have you come in contact with the Ba'ul? - Yes.
It was... enlightening.
Commander Saru.
We used the Sphere's archives to analyze your planet's history.
It's far more complex than we thought.
All evidence indicates that...
Kelpiens, in post-Vahar'ai form,
were once the Ba'ul's predators.
That confirms my suspicions.
And the Ba'ul's belief that after passing Vahar'ai,
my people can only be predators.
They will do anything to continue the culling.
And to keep more Kelpiens from learning the truth.
It will not be easy to convince my people the Great Balance is a deception.
But we must find a way to save them.
Thousands of years of conditioning will take time to undo.
But Siranna is right.
We must demonstrate to Kelpiens and Ba'ul alike what we could become.
Same way I was shown.
The Sphere. The Sphere triggered your Vahar'ai.
Yes, but we need to accelerate the process.
We cannot allow the Ba'ul to take action
before Vahar'ai is complete for all Kelpiens.
If we isolate the active frequencies in the Sphere's transmission,
the sound wave should speed up the biological response rate.
I got it.
And the Ba'ul will have no choice but to face our evolved race.
What if history repeats?
We can't be responsible for the extinction of the Ba'ul species.
The Ba'ul are still vastly technologically superior.
It'd take the Kelpiens generations to become a serious threat.
During which the Ba'ul could face the thing they fear most about us.
Not our so-called "baser instincts."
Our rage.
But we will prove to them that we can move beyond it.
We will not perpetuate the cycle. We will create a new balance.
Captain, I cannot prove it,
but I believe this is what the signal brought us here to do.
Very well, commander.
Discovery will help you amplify the signal.
How will we broadcast
the Sphere's transmission to all the Kelpiens at once?
The same way I made first contact with Captain Georgiou,
by using the Ba'ul's own technology against them.
That should do the trick.
Commander Saru, I'm sending you the modified Sphere transmissions now.
Once I do this...
all Kelpiens, including you, will begin Vahar'ai.
Everything will change.
I'm afraid...
it will be much more painful.
Like being torn apart from within.
Just promise me, brother, this will not be the end of our people.
No.
It will be a new beginning.
Then let it begin.
Bio-sign readings indicate
that Vahar'ai has initiated in 63 percent of Kelpiens and rising.
I am sorry.
It will be over soon.
Sir, I'm detecting massive activity beneath the surface of the lake.
On screen.
There's a structure rising above the water.
At least 15 kilometers in diameter.
- A Ba'ul stronghold. - Protected by a powerful force field.
Might be where they're holding Saru and Siranna captive.
Red alert. Rhys, target that structure's shields.
If we destroy them, we can get a lock on Saru and his sister's location.
You have survived.
We have angered the Ba'ul.
Owosekun, tell me what I'm looking at.
That Ba'ul structure is activating pylons across the planet
with an energy buildup capable of destroying every Kelpien village.
Rather than let them evolve, the Ba'ul commit genocide?
Bryce, hail these bastards.
Rhys, forget the stronghold.
Get a target lock on those pylons.
- They're not responding, sir. - Open a channel.
This is Captain Pike.
I will not allow you to wipe out an entire race.
Your fear of the Kelpiens has blinded you to a peaceful solution.
Starfleet can help you negotiate a new balance between your two species,
protecting everyone on your world.
However, if you choose... to murder the entire Kelpien population,
you will become our enemies.
Choose wisely.
Sir, they've activated all 4056 pylons in every Kelpien village.
Lieutenant Rhys.
Too many pylons to target at once, sir.
Let's get started.
Arm photon torpedoes.
On my order.
The Ba'ul mean to kill us all.
Discovery will stop them.
No, no.
Sir, sensor readings indicate a massive spike
in electromagnetic radiation in the Ba'ul structure.
The pulse deactivated all the pylons across Kaminar.
Rhys, hold fire. What the hell is happening?
Ba'ul weapons and shields are disabled. I can't get a reading on what caused it.
The technology required to generate electric and magnetic fields that wide...
This should be impossible.
That is what you came to find.
A savior.
Siranna, what has happened?
How have we survived Vahar'ai?
The truth has survived.
It is time for a true balance to be restored.
You do not have to be afraid anymore.
What's this?
Commander Saru's report, shared in the spirit of cooperation.
Thanks to Commander Saru's enhanced eyesight,
he got a better look at the Red Angel.
"The entity appears to be a humanoid,
wearing a mechanized suit...
exhibiting technology far beyond present Federation capabilities."
So...
it's someone.
And whether human or alien...
it has extremely advanced technology.
Someone who is manipulating the fates of entire species.
Control, which models Section 31's threat assessments,
is probably rightfully alarmed by...
What is it?
A time-traveling being, pursuing its own agenda?
When we forced the Ba'ul
to decentralize their power across the entire planet...
the Red Angel took advantage of their temporary exposure,
and used its advanced technology to save the Kelpiens from genocide.
And what happens when that technology is turned against us?
Section 31...
and Control's threat-assessment models...
seem a bit paranoid.
You're aware we're no longer at war?
And we don't want to end up in one again.
This last war, sir, took a toll on those who fought it.
Some of us are still torn apart.
I felt the same way the first time I saw it.
Looking down on our planet.
Our home.
Well, you took home with you.
The seeds of it, yes.
This little garden was all I had, for so many years.
But I realized...
there was so much more out there.
You could come with me, Siranna, if you wanted to see it.
Just for a while.
No.
I must stay for my people.
There is a long road ahead.
Our minds must truly be free
before Kelpien and Ba'ul accept each other.
But I am happy, brother.
I know you did not leave Kaminar in fear,
but in hope.
And you brought that hope back with you.
You and your Red Angel.
You are welcome to return home whenever you would like, brother.
I will, sister.
Thank you, Michael.
I'm reminded...
Do you know Aeschylus?
An ancient Greek tragedian, born circa 525 B.C.
"He who learns must suffer.
And even in our sleep..."
"Pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart."
Knowing that my sister has a chance to evolve,
to live a full life,
it makes me feel I can endure anything.
I am sure, given the opportunity,
you would do the same for your own brother.
If I could find him.
But seeing you with Siranna has made one thing very clear to me.
And that is?
I need to go home, as well.
To Vulcan.