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Y’all know I love the trope of enemies having to work together to defeat another enemy, and goddamn, does “Ship of Tears” ever bring this trope to perfect use. That’s a nice touch, and one that added depth to the entire interaction. And ultimately, his decision to put this behind him to unite with the others doesn’t mean forgiveness is granted. It doesn’t mean he doesn’t get to express how hurt he is by this. But this revelation has happened after G’Kar’s own transformation.

That line about how he would have killed Delenn if she’d told him the truth on the day the Narn homeworld was bombed? It’s chilling. And the script gives G’Kar his anger, his grief, and allows him to feel them honestly as well. Delenn explains why they did what they did, but she doesn’t try to take G’Kar’s reaction from him. What I appreciated about this was the honesty. But there’s an undeniable guilt at work here, one that we see as Delenn emotionally apologizes to G’Kar for keeping him out of the loop. And how do you make a decision like that? How do you live knowing that your actions had ramifications like this? Which isn’t to blame the resistance force for what the Shadows and the Centauri did themselves! Obviously, they’re not actually responsible for the attacks. It’s a calculated act, and the math is spelled out to us: either millions of Narns died, or all of them died. Of course, there’s a much bigger issue at hand: the decision to keep the growth of the Shadows a secret, despite how it would affect the Narns. At some point, they had to address the fact that G’Kar and the Narns were left out of the resistance efforts, despite that they deserved to take part in it all. But when it came to this subplot-which honestly felt inevitable at this point-that discomfort is necessary. Lord, this is a viciously uncomfortable episode.

Trigger Warning: For discussion of consent, nonconsensual medical procedures.

Intrigued? Then it’s time for Mark to watch Babylon 5. In the fourteenth episode of the third season of Babylon 5, Bester comes bearing an olive branch… sort of.