LYTA: You didn't have to pull out of me so fast. You hurt me. While I was carrying you, you felt cold, hard. What are you hiding from me?
EVIL KOSH: Your work for now is done here. Go. Sleep.
LYTA: I have a right to know. I have done everything you asked. I let your people modify me, enhance my telepathic abilities so I'd be more suited to carry a Vorlon araound in my head, because I believed. Kosh, the real Kosh, wasn't like this. I think on some level he cared about us... about me. With you it's as if I'm used and then thrown away when I'm not needed anymore. Dammit, I have earned some respect, and I have earned some answers!
EVIL KOSH: Respect from whom?
[Evil Kosh turns away, Lyta tries to telepathically scan him, he notices and zaps her]
EVIL KOSH: Would you know my thoughts? Would you?
[He directs an energy beam at her. Lyta screams]