The Sith tipped her head to the side, her odd-coloured eyes glinting with curiosity and the faintest hint of suspicion as she watched him. "...You're messing with me." she finally concluded, it was a statement and not a question in the slightest, resting her hands on her hips. "This is some kind of Jedi trick." he was likely far stronger than she was, it would be a long shot-even if he fought stuck to his precious Jedi Code and didn't cheat-for her to best him hand-to-hand without any Force techniques or sabers to rely on. But maybe that was the point.

And yet at the same time though she knew it was hopeless, Aria could not resist the challenge. Besides, how else was she going to get out of here? She couldn't shift all the dirt and debris on her own. She hesitated for another moment, her eyes not leaving his as she reached up to unclip the dark cloak that was pinned around her neck, letting it fall to the ground. Next she shrugged out of the re-inforced vest but not without hissing and muttering a few choice words under her breath as it aggrevated her wounded torso, leaving only her undershirt and the skintight pants that were of equal protection as his underclothes.

Somewhat reluctantly, she laid each of her lightsabers on the ground with the cloak and vest, straightening to face him again the acolyte dropped into a fighting stance. 
"Alright, then." she caved, silently grateful that even if she did lose there was no-one else around to see it.